Picnic at the Park

During my run this morning I decided that I wanted to have a picnic tonight with my two boys. I knew it was going to be a gorgeous night and we needed to be outside to enjoy the fresh air. 

I guess you could say it was a mothers intuition, but it turned out to be the perfect night. With airplanes flying overhead, we watched tons of dogs playing fetch in the water and noticed that a kayak-er had even come ashore. I realized, as we strolled through the pockets of sunlight through the trees, that I often feel so blessed. Derek says these times are 'good for my soul' and he's right. Sitting on a blanket with my family watching birds fly by is what life is all about. And my soul feels good tonight.