Yesterday, I had planned to take him to the gym, drop him off in childcare, and sweat buckets in a spin class. But as soon as I started to strap him into his carseat, I realized I didn’t want to do it – I didn’t want to be apart from my baby for anything. I even said as much out loud to no one in particular.
So I took him out of his car seat, shed my spandex and re-clothed, packed a picnic, and brough Seabass and Murphy down to the park for a couple hours. The weather was spectacular yesterday – you gotta love California in March! – and people on the street seemed carefree and a little giddy from the sun and the warmth.
I took this video as Seabass watched some city workers trim a tree on the edge of the park. For a little boy, is there anything better than a sunny day at the park watching a crane and guys in hard hats? I think not.