The day was already perfect to a T, but the perfection continued and despite leaving separate houses and separate times with separate children, we pulled into the park right at the same time! Miracle indeed! Though perhaps it would be more accurate to say 2.3 seconds apart . . . no collisions.
And of course, being so ideal already, the day couldn't help but become MORE ideal. There is a farmers market that comes to Frying Pan Park every Wednesday. Imagine that! And we didn't even know! There were moms and kiddos galore, picnicking, walking, riding in strollers, crawling in grass, riding the carousal, checking out the wares. And the great thing is, there is so much space that it really wasn't one bit crowded. We laid down the quilt and set up a picnic. It was quite nice!
I was the extra special recipient of some lovely flowers hand-picked and carefully chosen by the beneficent Charlotte.
Look at that sweet precious girl!
I am the lucky one indeed! Kateri loved lolling around on the quilt, and once we were finished eating we headed over to check out the animals. We knew the pigs were nearby when a brick wall of stench hit us square in the nose. We walked into the small dark barn (no electricity) and as I leaned over each stall to give Kateri a good look, she started whimpering and crying. "No, mama, I don't want to get too close to these fearsome creatures today." Oh Kateri! It is just a little goat! Baby pigs! yada yada! Poor baby K, entering the fearful stage is not much fun but is a hurdle that must be jumped.
Next week: shall we carousal? or ride the tractor-pull? or milk a cow at 4 pm?
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