Last week, we went to a local ice cream stand with my parents. This is almost like a three-tiered park in a way. The upper level is a playground and lighthouse fountain that the kids always throw a penny in (and Michael's wish is always that Pokemon were real), the mid-level is a farmer's market, restaurant, and ice cream stand with covered porches and rocking chairs, and the lowest level is a park with walking paths and a man-made small pond and some porch swings. Here's some photos from our trip after dinner one night last week!
We tried out pig tails on Avery before we left. They didn't last the 20 minute drive.
There was a big sand pile at the playground and of course all three kids thought it was the best thing ever. Avery kept sliding down it an inch at a time saying "wheee!" Michael is the ever present encourager of other people doing hard things-- like small Avery climbing the pile. You can catch a bit of Noah's facial expression as he jumps (another Noah behavioral-constant) and shouts in glee.
When I went down below with Avery, Aaron, and Michael after ice-cream, my parents sat in rocking chairs and watched Noah play on the vintage tractor that's cemented in front of the ice-cream stand.
Avery will get herself into all sorts of dangerous positions like crawling under moving swings. She's certainly not shy about potential hazards.
Until Next Time,
Much Love, Reba
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