Playground

I remember bringing Eliana to the church playground shortly after she had been born, so that Christian and Michaela could run around. Eliana, of course, just hung out in her stroller.

How is it possible that she now hangs out on the monkey bars?

I used to take pictures of her with my phone and send them to my mom on her phone; Eliana would just lie in her infant carrier smiling at me while her siblings went up and down the slide. 

When she got a little bigger, I carried her in the Baby Bjorn. She could see what was going on that way.

I think she was taking mental notes all that time. 

After years of input, she has become a master at play.

She still smiles at me, 

but instead of sitting on the sidelines, she has moved up in the world. Or at least at the playground.

Instead of riding in the stroller,

she has her own set of wheels. (Well, we borrow them for a while, anyway.)

She is much more interested in doing than in sitting!

Oh, she'll stop for a minute or two...

but then she's off again!

Her cheeks tell the story.

She's happiest when she's moving forward. 

I'm just glad she still stops to sit in my lap from time to time. 

Comments

[Mindee@ourfrontdoor]

You got some great shots here! Those eyes!