We were meeting up with the kiddies on Sunday; we were coming south; one kiddie was coming north, and 2 were in New Jersey, one poised to leave tomorrow. With the persistent threat of rain, D#1 did not want the kiddies to trek through the mud of a park, and we pretty much didn’t want to go indoors to a place where we would spend the time chasing after everyone.
So we went to a park near her house that has the softest interlocking tiles that were just perfect for kids of all ages.
And we would see that it was also perfect for sharing.
The babies are now interacting. It was quite entertaining to watch.
Here’s where it got amazing. As our kiddie started showing us how she’s perfected her cartwheels even since last week, other kids joined in.
This young lady told us she had been in church that morning and her pastor said that we are all the same, one big family. To be honest, it probably was something different, but this was definitely the message. We told her that her pastor is very smart. The fact is that she was the smart one. After all, she looked at us and knew we were different, but knew we were really the same.
She then showed us all the tricks she can do and we celebrated how strong we all are.
Below is some art that my very talented niece created, which made us realize it was time to get outside already. This is on our grandson, BTW. Well, I guess he’s getting ready to go to Israel from his toes up to his head!
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