It's amazing how one's expectations shift over time. Growing up in Indiana, spring came early in April. I remember in college wearing shorts and enjoying college baseball games in the warm spring sun. Now, however, I've come to realize spring comes a little more slowly. In fact, in Minnesota we actually have a spring with mild temperatures and rain showers. You learn to notice the little signs like the buds of spring bulbs popping through the earth and people out walking their dogs again. I'm thankful to say that spring is finally here, and with it comes a little more breathing room as we are once again able to play outdoors.
Today, we ventured over to Soldier's Field park for the first time. It's just a short walk from our home and in the summer you can find us there most evenings after work. We're thankful to have such a nice park nearby. Not long ago, the park was rundown with old metal climbers and no character, but a neighbor took on the project of raising funds and manpower to restore the park. Shortly after we married, but before we had children, Rob and I helped to dig holes for the horses that you see the boys riding on. Our names are etched on pickets around the perimeter of the playspace indicating we helped to fund the project. I'm looking forward to another summer, building memories at the park with the boys. 
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