There is this park in my neighborhood with colorful and tall sprinklers throwing water in all directions and intensity. It’s called the splash park. We have spent a lot of times in the past here. Today we took baby there. It wasn’t her first time at such place but last time it was summer in Utah, she was more baby and obviously wouldn’t remember a thing or two about this place. Summer took too long to get here this year. But can I really say FINALLY???
It’s still looking good, nice sunshine, small breeze and the girls do what they like to do best in front of the camera.
And then the rest of the crew joins them minus baby who decided to go back to get splashed.
But of course it’s Utah and the weather here is plain dumb. A couple hours after the splash park, I found myself not being able to watch my own son’s baseball game and finding refuge inside my car with my camera and asking myself: Are we really wearing sweaters in June??? See the girls in the picture below…
I’m complaining that it’s cold. I’m complaining that I want more summer. But I’m definitely not complaining that the sun came out. And, even if it was for a little while, it was wonderful to me!