Saturday in the Park

Yesterday started out as one of those Saturdays where nothing happens. I mill about the house cleaning and my husband watches TV or plays WOW. The kids play on the computer. Boring, yet peaceful. But I wanted more… so after a bit of cajoling, I talked my husband into going out and doing something.

We got Port o’ Subs sandwiches and took them to a nearby park for a picnic. The weather was a little breezy and chilly, yet there was a pleasant, intense sun shower at the same time which warmed everyone up. The park was not overly crowded and had just enough people in it to be palatable. The strong breezes made it perfect kite weather… a few people were floating them high on the breeze and they made for such a colorful, flowy treat for the eyes.

The kids got in a lot of playtime, even the 11 year old ran around and got some exercise, fresh air and sunshine. She brought the Flip and was videotaping her favorite new Webkin stuffed animal on all the playground equipment. It is cute how on some days she acts 17 and other days 7… I rather prefer the days when she reverts back to her earlier childhood, but I try not to influence her development in that way. Whether she’s too mature, too immature, or just right- I’ll let her determine that for herself. I prefer to think wherever she’s at is where she’s supposed to be… as long as it doesn’t involve her getting pregnant.

It was one of those rare days where I had no complaints (once we got out of the house, that is.) Everyone got to play and enjoy the sunshine and breezes. Just an unhurried picnic at the park… no time constraints, no worries, no whining(!) Can you believe it?

I think the nicest part was having a few hours to chill with Greg. He’s been so busy with work lately. He didn’t even take Easter Sunday off. We took turns bouncing our youngest on all the playground equipment and pushing him on the swing. I think the kids were a little amazed that Dad was spending leisure time with all of us. For a while, Greg lounged in the grass and caught some rays on his muscular calves. It was a sweet thing to see.