Swing Life Away...

Klair and I decided to take advantage of the nice weather and go to the park. After all, who knows how many more times we will be able to play there before it becomes too cold? We've spent so much time outdoors through the spring, summer, and fall. I'm a little terrified by the prospect of cold weather and cabin fever. Baby girl likes to go, go, go places. She's a doer. She wants to see things, and experience life--this much of her personality is already very evident. If we've been spending too much time at home she becomes irritable and restless. She loves to be outside and...

                                               she lives for the swings.

That girl could spend all the days of her life swinging and never tire of it. The look on her sweet baby face as she glides...no...flies so effortlessly through the air... it is the purest joy. When we pull up to the park the realization of where we are, and what we are about to do hits her. Her face immediately lights up and her tiny little legs start kicking with genuine excitement. She can't get out of her carseat fast enough. It's sad knowing that I won't be able to see this again for several months until the earth decides to thaw out after a harsh Utah winter. I almost wish there was a way I could communicate it to her--tell her to savor and enjoy every last bit of it... Yet, I suppose therein lies the beauty of a child. She already enjoys every last bit of it--every single part of this strange and beautiful world that she's found herself in--regardless of whether or not it's about to end. Hers is an unrestrained happiness. It's written on her face, plainly for anyone to see. She couldn't enjoy it more if she tried.

There she goes again. Teaching me more about life in 11 months than I ever could have managed on my own. 

**Also: A question to you fellow mamas out there. What are some fun things you do with your kids during the winter? I need some ideas here!**