An Evening of Firsts

I don't know how many times I can post about doing the only thing there is to do in this town and still miraculously keep y'all coming back to hear more. I'm sorry. I really am. But this evening was special to me and not just because I ventured out in red lipstick...

No, it was more than that. It was an experience, now frozen in time by the photos, that I can look back on and savor. I can drink it in and recognize it as one of the last times my baby still looked like a baby. Many of you have said it during the last few weeks-- that Baby K is starting to look more like a toddler and less like the squishy baby I see him as. I see it, too and while I'm so happy to see him growing before my very eyes, I'm a little saddened, too. This boy, my whole world, is growing up!

Captain J and I hopped in his truck and took the little tyke to the park for a stroll. To our surprise, we pretty much had the place to ourselves. There were no kiddos rowdily playing themselves out on the last few days of summer. There was the occasional exerciser, but they were gone in a flash. It was just us- the three of us.

Eager to take advantage of the playground equipment, we took Baby K over to check things out for the first time. We went sliding! And swinging! And playing, oh my!

An evening to remember, for sure...