Playground

Mom and I just got back from one of the neighborhood playgrounds. It's a short stroller ride, and with the weather so nice, I enjoyed the trip. Once there we headed straight for the swings. I have one at home that hangs from the porch, and this one's similar. Other babies get to use the one at the park. And this one is kind of hard for me to sit up straight in so I pretty much lean forward staring at the ground. It's okay because Mom tries to make it as fun as possible. She'll sing songs or make super silly noises. Anything for a laugh!

Next place was the slides and monkey bars. Mom tried to get me to grasp the bars, but I was having more fun with her holding me above her head! She was going to put me on the slide but there was water. Instead I got to do something totally cool. I got to play in the dirt! WOW! I looked at my hand in amazement because it was black! Black as dirt! haha, get it? Mom said it was okay, that I am a boy and she might as well get used to it. That's right, Mom!

I also got to explore acorns. They were a rich green and yellow color. Mom told me where they come from and how the squirrels really like them. After that we had to go back home. I made myself very clear about not wanting to go back, but Mom put me in the stroller anyway. I drank my water and back home it was.