Monday, Handsome was off of work, so I cleared our school calendar too.
We chose to spend our day at a nearby park, not the kind of park with pavilions and towering play equipment, rather a park with miles of paths and trees and grasses blowing in the breeze. There are and we did enjoy picnic benches and a small play area. Swings – we enjoyed the swings. Mostly though we gathered our moments and spent them all on the walking paths where around every turn lie in wait a new surprise.
And when we all, warm and full, climbed back in the van, I was sure that we had learned more than if I had gotten out the books. For that day, God’s world, it was the best school.