Nice to love home

Yesterday evening was just beautiful. The wind died down, Kris left for volleyball practice, and I was left with an ancy child. So, I threw on my running shoes and we headed for the pier. I was so happy we did. ZERO running was to be had but pushing the stroller on the pier was a workout in itself. She enjoyed the bumpiness of the ride, and I enjoyed the beauty of my hometown. This view just never gets old, no matter how many times you have been.