Just a Walk in the Park

Yesterday didn't start out very well. My oldest was in a foul mood: what is that you say, a teenager, grumpy, inconceivable, right?!?

The youngest was weepy and my son missed his bus: she's 10, he's 12, enough said.

My middle girl, however, hasn't been feeling well for weeks: not even a week into November and she's racked up 5 sick days, already, stupid strep.

Later, having engaged the powers of sleep, eggs and toast (the trinity, when preparing a meal for a sick kid) she was feeling much better.

"Can we go to the park?"

Okay, first of all, it's November (then again, no bugs) but, it's chilly (yeah, but fresh air is good) what about dinner (okay, does anyone else argue with themselves, as much as I do)?

"Sure, why not?"

So, we picked up my youngest from school, came home, I put a pot of soup up to simmer and then headed back out, leaving the non-hikers (grumpy and sleepy) home.

You know, we've walked this trail hundreds of times: collecting leaves, impromptu rock throwing contests and relay races from one tree to the next, these are awesomely effective ways to wear out pre-schoolers, just so you know.

Still, there's something really magical about this time of year and, well, I truly do believe in the restorative powers of the sun, some open sky and a quick walk in the park.

Aaaaaand, jumping HIGHER than a 10 year-old: with a full bladder, enough said.

I'm NaBloPoMo-ing it, this month (first time NaBloPoMo-er) feel free to check out what I've NaBloPoMo-ed, thus far (PHEW!) and let me know how I'm doing (I mean, 30 posts, in 30 days, really?!?) when you have time, of course!

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