Dessert at the Park

So, lately we’ve gotten into the habit of taking ourselves out for a little dessert after dinner and letting Bree run around a local park before bed. Of course, by dessert I mean some sort of horribly un-nutritional, fattening concoction at the nearest drive-thru. This is a terrible habit since what usually happens is that we drive through, drive straight to the park and then, as soon as we get there Brianna runs off to play, too busy for even ice cream, and Travis and I end up eating virtually all the food ourselves. We certainly don’t need a McDonalds apple pie or vanilla ice cream as the last meal of the day. (But it is yummy…come to think of it, I’m not quite sure how I lost any weight at all! Anyways, back to Brianna.) Tonight was no different. Bree had two bites of ice cream and the rest just magically disappeared. (I claim no knowledge of where it really went and I’m sticking by that!) Then, she was off and running around the park. She ran back when she heard a dog barking. “Hear that?” she asked us, “puppy…barking. (yelling) Stop ‘at! Ha ha. I told puppy stop ‘at!” (This last part because we’re always telling Bogart to be quiet since he constantly meows and whines for food when he’s a morbidly obese cat already. Well okay, I don’t know if it’s that bad but he’s fat.) Brianna’s new addition to her continuing conversational sophistication is commenting on the obvious, like, you know pointing out that a dog is barking. (As grown ups, we have very politely refrained from calling her Captain Obvious, but I’ve wanted to.) Except for making her parents chubby though, our nightly park routine is a pretty good outing. Brianna gets some exercise and wears herself down right before bed. And actually once we got home tonight she requested to have “coo-coo-cumbers” as her bedtime snack. See, healthy! Well, she is anyways.