...had never sat in grass, swung on a swing, been to a playground, seen flowers in bloom, or any of the typical things that babies in urban and suburban areas do.
He has been too busy sitting comfy in a frontpack while we hike and ski in the glorious Cascade mountains. Still, I did want to see him in a swing. So we went down to town one sunny and warm (wow!) weekend to see grandma. We had a nice sleepover and walked to the park the next morning.
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