The park

I seriously love the park on a summer night. We hadn't seen Angie for one week and I was having withdrawals so we arranged a picnic at the park after work. We put on our swimming suits, packed all kinds of food and headed out.

When we got there we were pleasantly surprised to find out it was movie at the park night. We had no intentions
on staying for the movie considering that one of our combined five children would watch it and even that is questionable, but movie night on the park is like life on tv. People playing football, a snack table set up, families with blankets and picnics, a band playing, free glow sticks from the parks and rec office. I am seriously obsessed with the wonderfulness of it.

Our kids were overjoyed to be reunited after their week hiatus and ran gleefully through the water coming back for a bite of a sandwich or a pretzel. Angie and I sat with the babies and chatted. Greg and Steve threw a football. And most important, Ivy enjoyed herself cause she knows dogs come to parks on leashes.

It was a most pleasurable night. (minus the part where Greg wanted to leave to make it home to play basketball and sternly announced to my kids we were leaving, but quickly realized with my stern gaze he didn't stand a chance cutting my perfect night short, for a basketball game no less, and laughed it off pretending he was only kidding).

The whole night sort of had that break out into a song and dance with all the movie goers kind of feel.

Perfect.