The Park

About a week ago grandpa decided he wanted to take Skylee to the park while the weather was still nice. We are park people. There's a park across the street from our house, there's a park at the other end of our neighborhood, there are parks all over the place. But grandpa had a particular park he wanted to go to - one that's 15-20 minutes away from our house. Now I know that's not a long time to get somewhere or anything, but when there's a ton of parks nearby why drive past so many to get to this one. I have even driven by this park and haven't thought anything special about it. Oh but there is...see there are two bridges over a creek with hills on the other side of the bridges and to my little 3 year old it was heaven. It more than helped that it was seriously the nicest day outside. So after this day, it's now Skylee's favorite park. We started our park adventure with food (sort of - McD's version - at least we were at a picnic table) Then on to the playground - grandpa had to play too.




After the playground Skylee found the much anticipated hills for her and grandpa to roll down. She started out on the little hills until she realized there were bigger hills to conquer.


Now I don't know if any other kid does this, but when Skylee sees little sticks on the ground, she can't resist them. She has to have them, and not just one or two. She tries to get as many as her little hands will let her carry. Oft times I just watch as she continuously drops and picks up the same stick that has just put her over her little hands limit of what she can carry - She's at least figured out she doesn't have to have all the sticks, she use to keep doing the drop pick up until I told her it was ok to leave some behind. Well she doesn't really ever do anything with these sticks - sometimes piles them . Well at the fabulous park she figured out that she could throw the sticks over one side of the bridge and that it would float to the other side. Well the creek is a slow moving creek - slow enough that you could walk over to the other side of the bridge and you'd still be waiting for the sticks to float by. She eventually just wanted to keep throwing sticks and not worry about them floating under the bridge, but for a time she watched and waited...