Sunday, February 28, 2010

Sunday in the Park

Last Sunday, the weather was GORGEOUS, and there was no way we were going to waste it staying inside. Michael had planned to play basketball at this local park, so we all jumped in the car and took Avery's stroller. It was completely packed because every other person in Gwinnett County had the same idea we did.

We wanted to push Avery in the swings, since she had never been swinging before. There were children running around everywhere and once we made it over the swings, there was only one left. Just as we raced to reserve the last swing for Avery, low and behold...who was right next to us? Michael's cousin Meredith and her son Jonathan! We had an impromptu play date.

Jonathan will be turning the big 1 Year Old in two weeks.
Such a cutie:)
"Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?"
Jonathan wanted to help push Avery.
Don't you think it's time for Meredith to have a little girl? C'mon Randy!
Michael was channeling "Karate Kid".
He's all over the place and can walk very well.
Just a little too high for Mommy's comfort.
She loved it though! Look at her fuzz head flying in the wind.

Avery is almost as tall as Jonathon...although she is 2.5 months younger.
They look like they could be brother and sister with that blonde hair.
We let them sit on the slide for a picture...
....and then let them slide down for fun. Avery's pumped while Jon's not sure what to think of it.
Here's an old picture of Meredith and Michael when they were younger. Aren't they cute?

Watch Avery go down the slide! I apologize for the seems all video uploaded on here turns out blurry:(


  1. Oh, sooooo cute!!! How do I pay photographer Paige for those pictures? I'd love to have some copies. You're so talented!!! Thanks for capturing some pics of our little guy along with Avery. Love 'em, love 'em! And that last picture of me and Michael is too funny. One of us had too much sun! Ha! :-)

  2. thanks for sharing that unplanned FUNtastic outing! Clearly, Jon is the Einstein and Avery is bubbling with Imagination, proving the old Irish saying,“You've got to do your own growing, no matter how tall your grandfather was.”