Thursday, March 31, 2016

Park Play, One Last Time

There's a closed-down elementary school within walking distance of our house that Tory affectionately calls "the wood chip park." Named for, you guessed it, wood chips scattered on the ground. Over the years, we've visited this playground more than any other. It isn't fancy, but it's in our neighborhood and we've made some great memories there. When the kids request to visit the park ("park pleeeese!" in Aden's words), this is the park they have in mind.

On Monday, the weather was warm and sunny for a spring afternoon so I took Tory and Aden to the "wood chip park" for likely the last time. Nostalgia flowed over me as I watched Tory and Aden climb the equipment with ease. The same slides and tunnels each one of them struggled to master in their baby days.

Time flies when you're having fun!

L: Tory, April 2012 (8 months old) // R: Tory, March 2016 (4 1/2 years old)

Same slide look-out; different kid
L: Tory, August 2013 // R: Aden, March 2016

L: Tory, October 2012 (13 months old) // R: Tory, March 2016 (4 1/2 years old)

We'll miss you, Wood Chip Park!


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  2. Memories. Probably one of those things you don't even think about when you are in the process of moving and then it hits you that you are leaving behind some of those random little things.