31.3.10

The Yellow Park

My child loves the park like nobody's business. She calls them by color and has favorite equipment at each one. The park we're having her birthday at is the "white park," the one near our house is the "brown park," the one near her school is the "red park," and the one where I snapped these photos is the "yellow park." You can see why:


My favorite part of Bella at the park is how I don't see her face for at least an hour because she's so busy running and climbing and swinging. She can scale a wall in the blink of an eye and is determined to learn the monkey bars. This is solid proof that homegirl is her father's child. Let's just hope she doesn't break something in a fall from them (like he did at her age).

**This post is part of Wordful Wednesday and Wordless Wednesday.

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