The Slide

"Cmon," she said, yanking on my fingers as she dragged me towards the slide.

It was a tall slide, but she could climb up the steps by herself quite easily. It was when she got to the platform on top that she got skiddish. Laying there chattering to me on her tummy, she would refuse to go down even though I was waiting for her at the bottom. So back down she came with the intent of having me climb up behind her and go down with her.

"Pees, Mama," she pleaded. There was no denying that precious entreaty, so up we went.

Weeee....she giggled delightedly as we swooshed down the chute.

"Mor, mor," she begged. "Cmon."

So we went up. And down. Again, and again, and again.

Then Mama got tired and decided it was time to go home for a snack.

"Side, side," she wailed as I buckled her in her carseat.

"Don't worry, we'll come back this afternoon," I promised. And we did. And we came back the next morning, and the next night, and the next morning, and the...you get the idea.

While Josh has been on the road the last six days in New Hampshire and Maine, McKenzie and I have been enjoying the free entertainment offered by Pennsylvania taxpayers- the slide. Growing up on a farm, I never went to the park a ton, but I am making up for that now. McKenzie and I have been to the park twice a day almost every day this week. And it's been a huge blessing! She loves it, and it wears her out. And I love that.

Josh will be home early Monday morning and we are counting down the hours 'til Daddy gets home. We'll have Monday "off" and then will head to NJ for three days.

We are down to the final stretch of the season. May the Lord enable us to finish strong.