A couple weeks ago I took Tom to our favorite park to meet a friend.
He loved it.
As in, he cried when we had to leave because it was way past lunchtime.
Now, he’s always loved parks, but I could tell immediately that he’s got a new kind of love for them right now.
Mainly because he’s able to do more on his own.
All winter I’ve been taking him to a sort of indoor playground once a week.
“But outside is WAY better!” –Tom
Since the weather has been unseasonably warm, and his reaction to the park a couple weeks ago was so great, I’ve started taking him to our neighborhood park a lot.
A lot. A lot.
Days in a row.
It’s got a pond for him to throw rocks in.
It’s got ducks.
And big rocks to climb.
And a train nearby that he can watch as it passes by.
Basically — it’s Tom’s dream come true.
And I meant to take photos of all of those things for you to see this weekend since we went both Saturday and Sunday.
But instead I took photos of him…
1. Enjoying the actual park. Which is pretty cute. (Not biased.)
2. Splashing in puddles. And standing in a water hole.
(We saved the worm, by the way.)
((From death. Not like we’re saving it in a scrapbook.))
(((I really hope you already assumed that, though.)))
Hope y’all have a great week!