this was my grandma's house. where my mom grew up. i even lived there briefly between homes when i was 7.

we did a drive by on our way to verona park, monday of spring break. looks good.



here's aiden, within 2 mins of being here.



(our bench)



we ran into the house's old neighbor (my mom cellphoned one of the kids she grew up living next to once we got there). we told him our plan for his family to dedicate the other side of our bench to his parents. then together forever they'd always be neighbors. he's totally on it.

things are starting to bloom all around. a nice day for the park.

(i don't think he had even a bite).

although there is a playground here, one the boys see plain as day directly across from our bench, i was easily able to coax them out of visiting it (oh so many kids, i mean really, where's the fun?) and exploring every other inch. love them for that.

times like these daddy's happy he's not with us. and we feel the same. sometimes things are more fun without daddy. (did i just say that? never.)

must get back more often. and bring daddy. :)