Where to find all the cute boys
After working a bit, Dada flatly insisted we spend late afternoon on Labor Day at a park. First we stopped at Wawa to get the grownups some coffee, and then we hit our favorite playground. I treated Seen-yor Blue Eyes to his very first ride in the baby swings. He dug it.


Goodness me, if he isn't getting so blonde. Where did all that brown hair go, hrm?
Dada helped Isaac navigate the more rough-and-tumble of the playground equipment.


That was before he showed Dada his new park obsession -- sitting on the benches. And I mean trying them all out with his little tush. "Let's go sit on DIS bench, Mommy!" "Don't you want to go play on the ladder, Isaac?" "No, I sit here." Those quirky toddler types.
Goodness me, if he isn't getting so blonde. Where did all that brown hair go, hrm?
Dada helped Isaac navigate the more rough-and-tumble of the playground equipment.
That was before he showed Dada his new park obsession -- sitting on the benches. And I mean trying them all out with his little tush. "Let's go sit on DIS bench, Mommy!" "Don't you want to go play on the ladder, Isaac?" "No, I sit here." Those quirky toddler types.
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