The Best Kind of Fun

Just a few miles down the road lives the best little play spot ever. Surrounded by old growth forest, moss, and ferns, Eagle Creek babbles and splashes its way happily along, singing to those who decide to stop by.

As is often the case, when something is so very close, we have neglected to visit for a very long time. Its doubtful that the kids have ever visited this particular spot in the entirety of their lives.

We made up for it recently, on a hot Summer evening, packing tunafish sandwiches and grapes and lemonade for a simple supper by the water.

They were quite sad when we drove past the official park with its play structure, but settled right in once we took a little side trail down to the water.

Skipping rocks, floating leaves, making splashes, both little and small, poking, prodding, and investigating.

At the end of the evening, it was declared by the 7 year old to be, "the best kind of country fun ever!". He even went on to say that throwing rocks into the water is now one of his very favorite activities, and the best thing he's done so far this Summer.

Now if that doesn't make this Mama proud, I don't know what would.