A few weekends ago we went to Winnsboro to enjoy a day of Softball for a great cause. We met Casey, Charlie, and Avery there. (And Mark too) Charlie played in the Tournament (And Mark too)while Casey, Avery and I cheered them on.
While we were there we hiked on over to the park for a bit where Avery had a great time. She isn't really into swings right now, but slides are another story. She loved the slides and EVERYONE anywhere near us HEARD that she DID NOT want to leave them. Yes, a small (or maybe a little larger than small) fit did occur once we made her leave the slides.
Why must life include having to leave slides?