Unless you're three. At three the best thing to do is go to the park with a friend and run and play and hug and...be three.
So we wore long sleeves and long pants and met Andrew and his Mom at the park. Apparently we weren't the only ones with three year olds, because we ran into Marco and Ella and lots of other three year olds.
They searched for treasure...
Dan tried the floating platform on the jungle gym for the first time...
Good friends...
Sharing a laugh...
Playing train...
How many kids does it take to build a sand volcano?
Apparently one less than Dan wanted.
It could have been more fun for them, I'm just not sure how... I know this because Dan was so tired he fell asleep on me, and was sleeping so soundly he peed all over us.
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It looks like a wonderful day!
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