We go to the park most every day in the fall, winter, and spring. We play there after school until Brian gets home and then we all go home for dinner. It never gets old but it has become quite commonplace...except this day. This day Miles came home from the hospital in the morning, took a long nap, and then came to the park with us. It was the most fun we have ever had at our little park.
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...the calm after the storm. The sweetest day of true Thanksgiving.
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