I just swiped my kid from a park bench. You heard me right. We sent DH and grandpa up to the lake ahead of us and we came up seperate. As we drive into the park and make the turn to go to the swimming hole, there's a little boy sitting on a bench. We knew it was Miikka and called him over. So we shall see what his dad does when he isn't where he left him.
on Aug. 17, 2012 at 3:36 PM