A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

My grandsons (and their parents) were in town for a family gathering the week before Christmas. We continued our tour of playgrounds by visiting the playground on our church property. When we arrived, there was a digger working on the pavilion so I knew it was going to be a great time.

The boys explored the playground for a bit then decided to walk around the property. It was a beautiful day so we started walking.

Along the way, we discovered a large pile of sticks. Alex had to find just the right one. It was a lengthy process. Theo had to have his own stick.

When it was time to leave, Alex decided to take his stick to the playground so it would be there “next time.”

He left it at the bottom of the slide.

As we were leaving, a bulldozer had joined the digger.

It was like a double feature to end a glorious day at the playground.