Gorilla Park

So, it seems that all the mommies around here refer to the various parks based on their major play features.  You can imagine how this one got its name.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Carl and I walked about 1/2 mile to this park on Saturday.  It was a gorgeous day - about 70 degrees and sunny.  About halfway to the park, some ominous clouds began to loom in the direction of our house.  Ever optimists, we pressed on.  Samantha had a great time on the swings, and we enjoyed visiting with our friend Dorit, who joined us with her dog.

 

We played for about 1/2 hour and then headed back home.  The sky was growing darker, and it was beginning to sprinkle.  We ran the last 1/4 mile with Sam hanging on tight to her little Jeep stroller and the rain pouring down.  She didn't make a peep, but her eyes were like saucers as the thunder started.  By the time we made it to the house, we looked like we'd all had a shower in our play clothes.  With relief, we turned the key in the lock... and it didn't work!  Our lock chose a remarkably poor time to break.  Sadly, I was too focused on getting us all dried off to remember to take a picture, but you can imagine what a bedraggled bunch we were.

But check out that happy baby on the swing!  It was worth it.