Yesterday afternoon Bergen and I were finally able to get outside. It wasn't the warmest of days, but it was good enough and the sun came out for a few hours so we decided to take advantage of Annika's nap and play in the backyard. And while Bergen's legs are now a little too long for his cars and he barely fits into the infant swing anymore, he seemed to fall right back into his usual routine. Just like riding a bike. He had a blast running between his various toys and activities. . . and in typical 3-year-old style he got upset when I told him it was just a little too cold for the sprinkler or that I couldn't blow bubbles from the still frozen bottle that was left outside all winter. But once he had given himself time to "sit and pout because [he was] frustrated" he decided the sand table would be more fun anyway. I am looking forward to many, many more afternoons in the backyard. . . that is if spring finally decides to make a real appearance.
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