“M, once a week, every week, in 2014″
Her spunk and fierce will sometimes make us butt heads. Other times, they make her brave and cute as can be.
This is a new park right down the street from our house. In the summer, we’ll pack the stroller and head there for hours of play (or this is what I envision in my rose colored, optimistic world glasses). But, for now, we are bundling up and spending 45 minutes there as M goes down every slide, rides every swing and we about hit hypothermia. Then we run back to the car. Whew! We got outside!