The Powk

The "powk" is what Webb calls the park across from our new house. This morning, we went over to do some things and I took Webb to the "powk" while daddy cleaned out some furniture the former owner left behind. Webb went down the big curly slide by himself for the first time and we spent a fair amount of time on the "sings" (swings). Then we strolled through the neighorhood and met a few new neighbors and saw some old friends who we're happy to be near again. I think Webb will love living near the "powk." It was the last word he said tonight before going to bed. And from the picture, you can see how much fun he had!

Hope everyone is staying cool! This weather is re.donk.u.lous.