An Evening at the Park

Last night before bath time, Jack and I headed out to the neighborhood park for a little outdoor playtime.  Jack LOVES the park, with a capital L.  The sun was setting, so the lighting was perfect...or so I think.

On the way to the park, I heard the word "swing" no less than 743 times. (Jack's in a phase of repeating himself even when you respond the first time.  Lovely.)

Loving the arm dimples:)

Mommy's Little Man

Free and wild at the park!

Jack loves the tunnels

All in all, we had a blast.  Here's how our conversation went last night when I tucked Jack into bed:

Me: I love you, Buddy.  I'll see you in the morning; we had a fun day.

Jack: Fun swings.

I think he approved;)