The older kids are with their dad, so Willow and I went to the park today. She really likes riding on the little steam engine and on the carousel, so we figured we'd get some riding time in quickly before she turns three and all of a sudden she can't ride for free anymore.

She remembered that last time we were there the water level in the reservoir was low, which shows that she pays attention. Of course, on that day we spent a good half hour down by the shore while she threw rocks into the water. She quickly graduated from little pebbles to rocks the size of her hands, and then to crayfish. The crayfish part was my fault. I found a small one under a rock near the shore, and briefly let her hold it. Unfortunately, she was still in rock-throwing mode and hucked the hapless critter into the water. Oh well, that's where it would have ended up anyway.

Today we stuck to the playgrounds. She's getting really good at climbing a wide variety of things, but for some reason today wanted to slide down most of the slides in my lap. She takes great delight in scooting down flights of stairs on her butt as well.

She did not take great delight in leaving. In fact, she screamed all the way home. Now she's playing with the plastic pirate ships and watching B*@#y.