We live by one of the best parks in the Universe, Alamo Square Park. I tell C at least once a day how much I love this park and I have to say, T does too. The moment we get to the park, he runs away and rushes off to the sand pit. In addition to pouring sand through his fingers and feeling the grainy texture seep through his hands, he loves gliding down the slides (with the help of daddy of course), swinging high into the sky and crawling around the rubbery grounds of the children's playground. If there are kids nearby, he loves crawling to them, stealing their sandbox tools and occasionally interacting with them (although very rare). It is the only time of day when T crawls away from us vs. towards us. Most days, he can't wait and insists on us holding/carrying him. At Alamo, he dreads it (as it means its time to leave).
These days, C and I try to take him to Alamo Square Park at least once a weekend, if not twice. We usually spend an hour playing in the park. By the end, T is usually filthy - hands ridden with dirt and germs, and shoes/socks filled with sand particles. He's usually famished, exhausted and thirsty and the perfect next task right after is bath time!
If you have never been to Alamo Square Park, it's one worth checking out if ever in SF -- even if you have no kids. It's quaint, charming and picturesque and from every side of the park, there are stunning views.
T crawling away from us in the playground
Why not?