The nice thing about coming home from vacation with still a weekend to go before real life begins is that you maintain that vacation feeling. The weather was still wonderful here, so we went to the park and let Liam run around.
He was interested in the nearest bike, and talked with the owner about it.
And tried to climb the tree.
And sat in the tree’s “lap”.
Held his little ball and looked longingly at the bigger boy playing soccer.
But spared me a smile.
And played peek-a-boo.
As you can see, we weren’t the only people with the park idea. And it being here, instead of Canada, most people had wine or beer to enjoy in the sun. You can see how unruly that made it.
