On a walk

This is kind of boring little post, but it's just a small memory I don't want to forget.  

Tonight I asked Beckett if he wanted to go for a walk and go to the park.  He enthusiastically replied, "yeshhhhhh!"  We go out to the garage and he zeroed right in to the stroller -  I was pretty amazed that  he associated it with going on a walk to the park.  (Usually when we go on a walk, he really does walk and not sit in the stroller.)  He happily climbed in and off we went.

I actually did a little running through my new running route, which is really pretty with all of the fall leaves.  Beckett got out and explored a bit while I gasped for air.  Ha!  But it was funny because he pretty much whined and just wanted back in the stroller.  (That NEVER happens.)

I ran a bit more and we stopped again at his favorite bridge.  I'm not kidding, the boy L-O-V-E-S a bridge.  I like this one because it is pretty safe as far as bridges go - no wide openings on the railing or deep trenches at the ends.

Do you see the happiness radiating off his little face?  I love when I can photograph a "real" smile (not trying to get his attention and act like a fool).  This picture just makes me happy.

He would have played all night on the bridge, but after awhile I got a little bored so we walked up to the park.  Another love is the slide.  He is obsessed.  He goes down backwards and the millisecond it is over he practically cries to do it again.  I think he went down the slide a dozen times over and over again.

It was cold so we walked home.  He told me "hank youuuuu" over and over again.

Sweet boy.

I think one of the things I love most about being a mom is slowing down and enjoying simple pleasures.  An evening walk becomes a precious memory!