the hill

We took the kids to the park just before the Mr. went on his business trip.

A picnic was packed & play clothes were donned... 

though lunch was somewhat forgotten for the jungle gym

and maybe we should have just packed a gallon of icy water

instead... because the weather was so furiously hot.

You'd never tell it by the looks on their faces.

The boys decided to climb "the hill" ...which is rather large and right in the center

of the park... like a mountain...just begging to be rolled down...

and so they did.

...the little one tried desperately to catch up...

rolling once-stopping-running head over feet-stopping-rolling ...

repeat.

laughing and giggling and I at them.... tumbling into a big pile of us....

I would catch them popping in-and-out of tunnels, passages... catapulting out of slides,

forging over rock-climbing walls...

...and it was a good day.