Just another park outing

Ada jumps on The Big Rock. Well, okay, she's standing. And then she will step off while holding my hands. She calls that 'jumping'. We don't disillusion her.

Dries launches himself. No necessity of fudging reality with this one. He JUMPS!!

Our favourite climbing tree. This week it has been a 'driving tree'. A bus, usually, occasionally a boat.

Fenna braves 'upright' on the uncertain surface of the sand. (Well, here she's on the tarmac, but she spent a fair amount of time wending her wobbly way across the sand.) I'd say she managed to walk a solid 50% of the time.