After studying Ecclesiastes all week I wanted to enjoy the good gift of God in children and creation so while Laura was busy I took the Crazies to a new park. Wildcat Park which is out west on Anderson Ave towards Keats.
We found ice on some of the river which was cool and added a little Russian Roulette to our adventure since it was 60 degrees out.
Most of the ice held us.
Nail spike into thin ice seemed like a lesson my child needed to learn, but alas he went home dry.
The way I figure it’s only a few feet deep, if it breaks we’ll be fine.
Then we saw two women hanging sheets, kids thought it was a homemade hammock. I thought it was a plan to make contact with Aliens. Turned out to be professional photo shoot. They were really nice and offered to take our picture.
This was the first pitch of the 2015 Wiffleball Season. Knuckleball for a strike…against a six year old.
But noticed this off the path a bit and decided to check it out.
Becks was first to get lowered into it, to look for snakes so we would know if we needed to panic.
After they were all lower in, I told them goodbye and walked off. Then I see this head poke out. Beckham is holding her up.
This was on Berkley’s tire when we arrived, it survived the day and shows signs of a time time.
Boo: Dad get a picture of me with my balloon.
Me: Ok, smile normal.