The other day I rounded up the family and set off for the park down the street. This isn’t your ordinary park. Well, maybe it is but not to me. It’s the same park I’d catch a ride to on bicycle pegs with the wind in my hair. The park I camped out on the baseball field in the middle of the night to watch a once-in-a-lifetime meteor shower. It’s also where I trudged in knee-deep snow capturing pictures on my film camera that ultimately earned me an A+ in photography class. These memories are still vivid and make up important parts of my childhood — events and feelings I’d like for my children to have for themselves. With my husband, Tyler, trailing Fox on his bike and Charlie strapped to my chest, we headed over to soak up the sun and enjoy family time. Fox and Charlie are four years apart, so it’s not always easy to find things for them to enjoy simultaneously. Fox darted for the slide and monkey bars, but Charlie isn’t old enough to participate. Still, I didn’t want him cooped up and wrapped to me in the heat. Tyler carried Charlie’s Summer Pop ‘N […]