To Take a Walk - Part III

For seven years running, I have taken a particular walk weekly, if not more.  The kids' preschool is less than a mile from our house, and with only two days left for June, I'm getting a little sentimental about that walk.

Most of the time, June and John enjoy the double stroller.  I love the way they sit with their little bodies so relaxed, their little hands resting still on their legs.  Do adults do that?  It seems rare.

Clara preferred the scooter or the wagon.  Will liked to walk (slowly!) or bike, with training wheels.  In the Will and Clara days, the walk seemed longer.   In fact, on the way home, we made two separate snack stops at two separate trees.  These days, with only one child to go, the walk feels short.

The journey has many landmarks:

• the hide-and-seek bushes, 
• the apple trees, 
• the station where you "fill up" your bikes, 
• the raspberry bushes,
• the yard with the scary dogs
• the bird-feeder house
• the super-long block
• the "school park"

It's amazing how that walk feels like an extension of our home.  And through the kids' eyes, we don't miss a thing.