a day at the park

i love the park.  i love the possibilities of where you can go with just a little imagination.  you can ride on a rocket ship, climb up the highest mountain, or you could simply stay at home.  you can be a super hero and anything else your mind can come up with.

one of c and b's favorite games is restaurant.  they take your order and deliver you different sized wood chip piles, depending on what you ordered.  and then you wipe it all off, saying you ate it all gone.  but then of course they get crazy and start climbing all over everything.

one of my favorite things to do at the park (beside taking pictures;) is swinging.  i  love the feeling of it.  i always like to jump off when you get as high as you can.  of course i also tend to make some strange faces when i do...

there is just something about the park .  maybe it's the fact i have multiple childhood memories there.  i don't know, i just love it.  i used to ride tire swings a lot.  my dad would spin me around and around until i got way to dizzy and had to stop, but as soon as i was better i hopped right back on.

any memories you're especially fond of?