Most days, I feel extremely lucky that we have a huge park right in our back yard. Our actual back yard doesn't have grass, so we just walk right behind our house and - voila! Lately we've been practicing our "races" when dad gets home from work. I say "on your mark... get set... GO!" and then we all run as fast slow as we can, wait for Kyle to catch up and start all over again. It's my favorite.
The downside to all of this is that Kyle knows there's a huge park right in his back yard, and must go out there all the time - even when mom wants to stay on the front yard and have a snack, or enjoy some coffee in the actual back yard, or do dishes, or use the restroom, or do work. The park is always more fun!
