Take me out to a playground...

We are dressed (Wiley looks decent, I am questionable, but at least I am wearing deodorant and my contacts). We have had our breakfast, coffee, etc. I have made a doctor appointment. Wiley has painted. I have worked on our May calendar. I have folded some laundry and started more to dry. Wiley has tee-tee-ed in the potty. It is a beautiful day outside. Low 70s. Gorgeous.

And all I want to do is take Wiley to a park where he could play with other kids and I could at least see other moms.

But in Winston, I have no idea where to go. I can name 3 different parks in Birmingham where I could take Wiley and on a day like this I could guarantee that there would be other kids there. I probably would even recognize or know someone there! Overton Park, Homewood Park, and the magical Tot Lot.



I don't get homesick very often. But this morning. I would really love to walk to the Tot Lot (so close to my in-laws), maybe grab Starbucks, and let Wiley go play or even drive to Overton Park. So, until we return to Sweet Home Alabama, I will continue to google "Winston-Salem + Park" and drive by church playgrounds to see if anyone is there, wistfully dreaming of the Tot Lot. oh, Sweet Home Alabama where the parks are so fun,Sweet Home Alabama, Lord please bring me home to you.

*I do love Winston. Don't get me wrong dear Winsty. But when it comes to parks and the places where everyone knows your name, you are up against stiff competition.