In the afternoon we drove down to the lake front path, paid $8 to park, and spent about three hours walking at a snail's pace while Jett pushed the stroller. Then some huge military airplane flew out from behind the trees and scared me half to death.
Actually, our afternoon was more fun than that sounds. Jett had his first taste of ice cream and was in heaven pushing the stroller, we walked along the water, and later that evening, we ate dinner outside. It was a good day.
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