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Our Names in Stone

4 March 2009

Our Names In Stone

Every evening, we take the kids to the park for a walk. We’re very blessed to live near a gorgeous stretch of parks, connected by paths, a creek, lots of trees, playgrounds, and lots of other friendly people who say hello.

Most days the boys will ride their bikes. Sometimes we let them take their scooters, or a ball, or a something new to break the routine. But every day is different. Every day is a new adventure.

Some days my husband takes the boys out by himself, while I cook dinner. And look what they get up to!

Although part of me is aghast by the civil irresponsibility – there’s something really remarkable about walking along and seeing the names of the people you love written in concrete.