At the end of our new street is a playground. When AC woke up from her long nap this afternoon in a very foul mood, Daddy and I decided to take her over to the swings in hopes of cheering her up. Unfortunately, the swings were not a hit. (The Band-Aid on her face is covering a big scrape. She keeps bumping it on stuff and making it bleed, so I decided to keep it covered)
"Get me outta here, Daddy!"
Not so happy after Daddy got her out of the swing.
AC running and Daddy jumping over her on the tennis court.
She was much happier just running around the track and tennis courts!