Day #221

Now that the weather is bearable (below 99 degrees) Tyler and I venture to the neighborhood park nearly every evening after work. He LOVES it. He never wants to come home. He jumps out of the wagon and just starts running everywhere, swinging in swings, and sliding down slides. He's a happy boy at the park. And he doesn't want to get in the wagon to come home either. It's a delicate dance to get halfway home before he realizes we're going home...otherwise there will be screaming and flailing arms and neighbors looking at me like I'm kidnapping a kid. He could care less that there is a lightning filled storm coming!