
preston's h.o.p.e.
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there were also some things for the bigger kids to play on, and henry enjoyed those after wandering through the village.

there were also some things for the bigger kids to play on, and henry enjoyed those after wandering through the village.

the main reason that we went down to cleveland this time was to see my cousin kate get married. it was a nice wedding and the boys had a pretty good time dancing the night away. (sammy's a pretty good dancer.)
the day after the wedding, we went to mark & mariella's house for lunch, then grabbed a letterbox and then went back to mom's. i met up with a high school friend of mine and her two kids at preston's h.o.p.e.. it had a fantastic playground. besides the "village" portion of it, there was also a big sandbox with fake fossils, zip lines (the kinds that you find on playgrounds that are completely horizontal), dinosaurs to climb, and swings. sammy liked the train that they had. it was like this fire truck, but when you entered it, a voice said, "all aboard!" upon entering the fire truck area, firehouse noises came over the speaker. henry liked the machine where you would turn the crank and it would record your voice and play it back slowly.

never had a chance to upload a picture of our 2nd grader on his last day of first grade.

henry & sammy in the little cars at seabreeze. i took them to the park while mike worked, so i was a little worried about being able to handle both of them. it worked out well, though. there were other cub scout families there, so there was at least one set of eyes on each kid at all times. the boys were great about taking turns picking rides, too, and henry was perfectly willing to go with sammy on the kiddie rides. their favorite thing, though, was the wave pool. every now & again, the lifeguard would press the button that created waves -- henry went into the water that was 3 feet deep and tried to "catch some waves" while sammy preferred water that was knee deep (even so, some of the waves came up to his chin). they were both smiling and giggling the whole time, and with life jackets on, they were practically fearless. i had never heard sammy have such a temper tantrum as when it was time for us to leave the water so we could get some drinks.
mike met up with us at the park after work, and both boys loved being able to take him along on some of their favorite rides (yep, more time in the wave pool).
all in all, it was possibly the most fun we've had at that park. it was very tempting to sign up for season passes, but i'm thinking the summer's going to be pretty busy as it is.

here's sammy enjoying the climbing structure at manhattan square park. he's a great climber! (and, yes, the hill the kids climb to get to the top of the slides (in the background) was missing quite a few pads. didn't stop the boys from enjoying it.)

not to be outdone by henry's buttercup stamp, sammy drew stoppy the t-rex. instead of becoming extinct, the dinosaurs went to space. this one is in charge of telling the spaceships when they can go and in which direction. (sammy has never fully accepted any of the theories explaining why dinosaurs are not around anymore.) at one point, stoppy had a "nasa" label on his spacesuit, but that didn't last through carving this stamp. (and so there continues to be no proof of the secret nasa "dinosaurs in space" project.)

another letterbox stamp in the series. this one is buttercup the spacecow. aliens abduct cows because they make excellent pilots for their spaceships. (this might be my favorite stamp in the series.)

this is from a picture that sammy drew. (all part of the same series of letterboxes.)

here's another one from the series that henry designed. (i think i cleaned up the lines a bit before actually planting it.)

since joan is very sad that we don't have time to post daily...
we've been planting letterboxes around town to go along with the "passport to family wellness" program offered by the perinton wegmans.
this is the "flagboobah the alien" stamp carved from a picture that henry drew.