We took Riley to the park yesterday. I think the photo shows that she was a little bored.
Due to seemingly unending bouts of teething, illness and my exhaustion, I have gotten out of the habit of getting out of the house with the munchkin. There was a time where I would always, or almost always, take her down to the park in the afternoon for a run around.
But I’ve lapsed into other priorities, boring, menial and somewhat necessary. Doing the laundry, cleaning the play area (destruction zone) and painting the house. But nonetheless, it’s still a very bad habit, or group of habits. There’s not enough time in the day for sure. I can’t physically get everything done. But active playtime should be pretty high up on the list and recently it has been sidelined.
The benefits of making it too the park (other than the giggles, which are awesome) is that we both get a bit of exercise, she sleeps later (6:30 this morning instead of before 5), and it takes the edge of that clingy period before dinner. But really all that isn’t really here of there. Nobody likes being stuck in the house all the time, and I’d like to foster her love of the outdoors, not ignore it just because I’ve got stuff to do.
My name is Zoey. 
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