The other day Das said he missed the old parks we use to go to when we lived in Sugar House. So we decided to make the drive and take a stroll down memory lane.
We packed up a cooler, threw on our suits, and grabbed the football/Frisbee/soccer ball. The boys all had a great time. Tristan ended up diving for the Frisbee and cut up his arm real bad so he wanted to go home. Ashton wasn't ready to quit, so we stayed just a little longer. Logan's swimsuit kept falling off of him, so we just took it off. I just sat with Dallon and soaked up the sun. After the splash pad, we went over to feed the ducks our stale bread.
I sure am lucky to be the mommy of these 4 boys!
Afterwards we stopped and got pizza at Papa Murphy's and enjoyed the smiling baby. It was a great day! It just seems like yesterday that Logan was this size. And now Logan follows me around repeating every word I say. He's a smart little guy. Dallon is just starting to smile and coo. Logan loves to give him kisses on the head and clap Dallon's hands together.
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