Hijacked

We gambled a bit today.

Kean hasn't been wanting to work very hard for Andrea, his

Physical Therapist at our house, so we took him to the park.

Early-- before any other germy kids showed up.

It was worth it.

He climbed up and down stairs,

 went down a bunch of slides and plum wore himself out.

We did run into a slight snafu.

While we had the park to ourselves, there was a crew

of maintenance workers.

And guess what comes with  maintenance workers-- 

no, not motorcycles but lawn mowers.

Let's just say, Kean was majorly distracted

(but we got a lot of walking in chasing them around the park).

 I think we freaked out one of the lawn care guys enough

by staring at him, that he turned off his machine

and offered for Kean to climb aboard.

 I seriously think Kean felt like a king on his throne.

What a nice guy to stop work and let Kean hijack his mower.