Gwen loves to walk down to the playground, and Saturday was just a beautiful day to spend a little time there. I need to go back and look at some pics from last year, but in my mind, Gwen has grown 2 feet!
Gwen and I have a certain routine we follow when we go to the park. First, she climbs the rocks, then plays peek-a-boo through the slats in the tunnel
That's often the time when I run and hide. Now really, there aren't many places to hide here. She certainly knows the two or three places, but she still delights in the whole thing.
Then it's on to the emergency vehicle. She's really almost too big for it and can rock it until the front end hits the ground. I love this pick of Gwen and Grandpa. Brent grabbed the back end when Gwen came to a stop. She was trying to make the thing rock when she finally realized that silly Grandpa was the reason nothing was happening!
This one is always fun...for Gwen anyway. We take turns spinning each other until we're so dizzy we can't stand upright. Grandpa didn't seem to think it was nearly as much fun as Gwen and I do though. I'm going to be really sad when Gwen is either too big or loses interest in the playground. We've had some really happy times here. Time to enjoy the child in me and time to enjoy Gwen as a child. That's what being Grandma is all about.
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