Swing, slide, climb

We have a tendency to take advantage of every pretty day to come our way. 

Since it's Houston, we tend to have some very allergy-ish days, very HOT days, a few chilly days, etc. BUT, recently, we've had these glorious Heaven-sent days with a healthy breeze, in the 70s. Thank you, thank you, Lord.

So this past Saturday, Bryan and I decided to take our rugrat and puppy dog to the park to start our busy day off.

Ready to play, Momma!

Wanna borrow my teether?

We always start with the swings because CB loves them. 

(It's even better when Daddy pushes!)

 

We call this the "Cannonball Clara":

Weeeeeeee!

It's so funny. She tucks her knees up and tries to get the swing to go even faster. She's a bit of a dare-devil, adrenaline junkie. We're going to have to keep a very close eye on her so we don't find her sky diving at age 6, bungee jumping, or some other extreme sport. 

Then, since it's was a fairly pollen-free day, we let her climb all over the playground.

Her favorite part of this is to go up the stairs over, and over, and over, and over again.

 

Why? Because it's so, so, so, so FUN!

Crawling back and forth from Daddy to Momma through the tunnel is exciting too. Especially because there's peep holes to see what the other kids are doing.

 

Again, again! 

Love watching her grow, learn, and play. She's our toot, and we adore her.