One of the problems with having a young, active dog is that I always feel compelled to bring him to the park with us. Which is nice, but it means I can't play on the playground equipment with Maeve the way I used to. He doesn't put up with being tied up and I don't trust him not to gnaw on his lead, so I just hold it, but that means I can't swing on the swings, go down the slide, or really help Maeve climb a tree.
So I left Patches home with Dad yesterday afternoon, after a long morning for me at church, and took Maeve to the park, just the two of us.
She loved it, and kept hollering at me, COME ON, MOM! LET'S GO PLAY!
When we got home, I was pleasantly exhausted, and I was really glad that we took a little break from the dog to go have fun just the two of us.