The Good Life
Some weekends are lazy and quiet, and some weekends are busy and loud, but whatever the case is we always try to go out for a spin in the neighborhood. The boys learn to cross streets and to hold hands when walking ahead of us, and we learn to appreciate parenthood's small victories - a year or so ago we were exhausted and could barely leave the house. Plus, going up and down the Belmont hills is a good exercise.
Nothing really spectacular happens on these walks but they are awesome just the same. The sun is shining, we blow bubbles, we pet the local dogs, we find rocks, and we play with sticks. It's the good life.
These are photos from a couple of weekend back shot on my phone: