We started pushing Kella on the tricycle long before her feet could touch the petals, so we thought we'd give it a go with Ryan. She was laughing, out-loud for about the first 15 minutes! Precious!
We made it to the back of the park to find a beautiful pond!
The play area (where we usually hang out) is on the other side of the hill, but we brought K's new bike and the trike for R to test out the walking trails.
There was a group of sweet, little old men fishing and soakin' up the sun (one may have even been sleeping!)
I have to say...right after this last pic was taken Ryan managed to fall in the water. Bad parents? Maybe! I was coming down off the bridge, Kella was getting in trouble for getting as much mulch from the trees as she could carry and launching it into the water. She was trying to show us that she was, in fact, going to do it....yada, yada...we were both focusing on Kella, a.k.a defiant child of the moment, when Kipp looked down the embankment and Ryan was headed straight for the water. Before he got to her, she was knee deep (her knee, that is, so technically it was only 6 in. of water) and seeing how she hasn't had too much experience "walking" in wet, soggy mud, fell face first just as Kipp grabbed her. Luckily, it was a beautiful, warm day in Texas!!! I stripped her down and she rode her trike back to the car rockin' only a diaper! Good times!!!!
