On the days when its just me and Patrick, we try our best to find somewhere new to explore (and get out all that extra energy). The other day we discovered a new park, tucked away behind the lake, with lots of challenging playground equipment, a great big green field and a giant sand pit. We spent about three hours there because the sun was shining, but it was still nice and cool. And the thought of going home to a messy house, with approximately 20 loads of laundry to be done, seemed like a depressing place to spend the morning. Personally, I think the best of me comes through when I am outside with Patrick. I’m not distracted by a gizmo (camera doesn’t count in my book), a mess to clean or the next item on my to-do list. And of course Patrick is most happy outdoors. And when we return home, Patrick is ready for his nap and I don’t feel so blah about doing all that laundry!