With weather in the upper 50s, playing outside was nearly irresistible. Stinson Park provided the perfect snow-melt-mud-free destination

Ella shouted to the horizon as she ran, as if yelling “fore!” to warn the world she was coming

Ok, rest.

Not shown: Desmond sprinting off into the distance towards the tower. In open fields, the well-practiced and respected “red light!” system kinda breaks down :/

Ella giving it a good stretch of the legs

Eleanor definitely has the butt-scoot-shuffle-GO! move down better than her brother at this age, mastering the slide

“Take a picture of me!”

As dad was loading the camera back up to return home, this incredible “golden hour” light just jumped out. Ok, a few more.

Sunday evening art collaboration

Desmond honing his chopsticks skills on some of dad’s pad thai