We played on the playground, ate some yummy burgers (of the veggie variety for us Q's), roamed the fields, played catch, threw pebbles into the pretty creek, and even attempted some kite-flying. The kite endeavor, however, was very quickly deemed a failure as the super-gusts of wind whipped the poor princess kite out of Anthony's hands and slapped it directly into a tangled mess of tree branches. We watched the pink plastic dare to escape its grips only to be snared by another cluster of twigs just a few feet away. Alas...
Flint was most amused by the grocery sacks rustling on the picnic table. Lyla spent most of our park time on the swings and slides. We ventured across the creek bridge to sit by the pond a little while, too, which was definitely my favorite part. It was a gorgeous day, despite the rough breeze!
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