Chris and I had the rare opportunity to take the boy to the park. Chris was amazed at how huge the place was, I had been there a few times, so in my ever-so-American way was no longer awed by the playground. I enjoy watching the boy every time we go. He always discovers something new, and has a fantastic time sliding down slides way too big for him, or trying to eat the rubber mulch made from recycled old tires. We took him swinging, and exploring, and let him crawl through tunnels. All in all it was a picture perfect Saturday evening, with a little bit of God's perfect timing sprinkled in.