An Afternoon at the Park.

Nick works every-other weekend.  It has been really difficult for me to adjust to.  My Dad is in banking, and I was a banker too.  So, growing up, and for the many years I was in the workplace I was used to "banker hours" (ie-an abundance of holidays, and weekends off).

I try my hardest not to let the fact that Nick is working on a weekend, and that I have three little ones; deter me from getting out of the house.

Earlier this week I was thinking about it, and I realized that things have gotten far easier for me, in just the past year.  No longer do I have to put one child in the baby bjorn, one child in the front seat of the shopping cart, and one child in the shopping cart, when I need to go to the grocery store.  And no longer do I catch people starting at me, and my little circus when we venture out in public.  It's nice.

I also had the realization that this is the longest stretch of time I have gone since 2007, of not being pregnant!

Anyway, one recent Saturday, when Nick was working I took the kids to the park.  Reagan wanted her friend, Evia, to come with us.  I figured, "what's one more?!". 

  

It was a surprisingly delightful afternoon!

 Cohen is a little monkey.  Even before he could walk, he could climb.  And climb, he did; and still does!

 Elsa wanted to try the monkey bars.  I hoisted her up, and then took a step back to take a picture.  Obviously, it was not her favorite thing to do at the park.  She didn't ask to play on the monkey bars again.

 This picture is the embodiment of who Reagan is.  Carefree, and fun, and sometimes in her own little world.

I took the kids out for ice cream afterward.  A lot of soft-serv ended up being spilled in my car.  But there are worse things, and it was easy to clean up.