Everyone down to the Park!
For the first time in what seems like ages, all of us went down to the local park late this afternoon. When I mean all of us, that means Me, Aidan, Ethan, Callum, Anth and Wednesday (the dog). Normally, it is a selective group, so that at least one of the adults can have some child free time. With Wednesday, due to her age and her increasing lack of hearing, it is getting harder and harder to take her out and let her off her lead. She tends to wander off, and as she can't hear, she won't come back when you call.
Callum, Anth, Wednesday and I walked on the footpath whilst Aidan and Ethan respectively rode their bike and scooter. Although its only about a kilometer to the park, as we progressed, we each spread out. As Callum dawdles, he was down the back with Anth keeping a check on him. Ethan was way out in front, with Aidan not that far behind as it was mostly a downhill coast for him on his bike. I kept as close as I could to them whilst encouraging Wednesday not to stop and smell, poo and wee at every tree.
But we made it. It took a while, but we did. Who would think that what should essentially be a 5-10 minute trip there, tends to take at least half an hour. We kicked around a footy for a while, tried not to have a heart-attack with our lack of fitness, utilised some muscles we didn't know we had, and then had to endure the journey back. Another half an hour and our adventure was done.
Ciao for Now, Its the Journey not the Destination Angry Dad.
Callum, Anth, Wednesday and I walked on the footpath whilst Aidan and Ethan respectively rode their bike and scooter. Although its only about a kilometer to the park, as we progressed, we each spread out. As Callum dawdles, he was down the back with Anth keeping a check on him. Ethan was way out in front, with Aidan not that far behind as it was mostly a downhill coast for him on his bike. I kept as close as I could to them whilst encouraging Wednesday not to stop and smell, poo and wee at every tree.
But we made it. It took a while, but we did. Who would think that what should essentially be a 5-10 minute trip there, tends to take at least half an hour. We kicked around a footy for a while, tried not to have a heart-attack with our lack of fitness, utilised some muscles we didn't know we had, and then had to endure the journey back. Another half an hour and our adventure was done.
Ciao for Now, Its the Journey not the Destination Angry Dad.
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