It was a very park-oriented weekend. Dad spent most of his weekend managing a two day concert beer-tasting-for-charity festival at the theater (including an amazing concert with Swedish-by-way-of-New-Orleans bluesman Anders Osborne, above), but was way ready to go for two hours of play at the park on Sunday morning.
Amy stayed home to get some reading done (her Master's of Social Work program begins on Wednesday), but the three of us enjoyed the late-August weather and a nice, quiet morning together.
We went to two different playgrounds. The first was pretty typical stuff, some swinging, sliding, climbing, and jumping.
Then we went to the other playground, which is shaped like a ship. We got the ship operational (and launched a few missiles ... a must for the six year old). Then we turned our attention to catching all of the fish (sticks of all sizes) we could find. We gathered them, brought them to the top of the slide and sent them down to make (ironically) "fish sticks."
Another family came by while we were playing and we incorporated them in the game. But I think they thought we were crazy because they hustled away after about 15 minutes.
After Owen did his best Captain Ahab, I had them both pose with the biggest fish (stick) of the day so you would believe them when they told you how big the catch was.
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