So off to the park we go.

I was trying to clean the kitchen today, and Tate was doing his best to unclean my cleaning. I hung up the towels on the over door, he pulled them off. I hung them up again, he took one off and dunked it in the dog's water bowl. I tossed that one in the washer, he got out all the tupperware. Dumped it on the floor and walked away. I picked it up and put it away, he came back and pulled it all back out. I think you can see where this is heading. He had so much energy if I could have bottled it, I would have been set for 3 lifetimes.

So, we picked up Ginni and went to meet Mollie & Summer at the park. It was (still is actually), a perfect day. 71 & sunny with a slight breeze. We had a great time at the park and now both kids are sleeping soundly.

Too short to properly play on this toy, but he likes it anyways.

BFF's. (Best Friends Forever for those not in the know.)

Racing to the top. Tate won in case you can't tell. Not sure either of them knew it was a race, though.

Despite what it looks like, he was not pooping. Just taking a break to smile at the woodchips and thank them for padding so many of his falls.

On the way home, trying to hold hands.