We had two of the Littles for most of Saturday -- their Mom is taking a much-needed short break and Dad had appointments and work on some term papers (somehow the man is squeezing in courses while holding down a full-time job and doing an awesome job of parenting). And even though November weather isn't particularly inviting, particularly in the Rain City that is Vancouver, Littles always do better if they get outside for a while, and these guys had brought their rain gear for a visit to a favourite park a couple of kilometres away (Bonus: The littler Little has amazingly satisfying naps when he gets a hit of fresh air and exercise. . . .More time for me to read book after book after book to the bigger Little.)
Nana romped up a hill or two and scuttled through the tunnel as well, but I also wandered off with my camera. . . .
All the more reason to slow down and breathe November in, right?
And to remember something the almost-Five said when I picked her up from Kindergarten yesterday to walk her to her after-school swimming lesson: "You're so lucky, Nana! You get to pick me up from school and take me to my swimming class."
Such wisdom, such confidence, such joy. . . .