By 11:00 this morning we were home for nap time, having already been out of the house for three hours. It's long mornings like these when a park like Laurelhurst comes in handy. I haven't spent much time at Laurelhurst, but it turns out it's the perfect place to take a toddler. All at one park you can watch traffic go by or get immersed in the forest, you can play on the playground or run in the field, you can watch kids play tennis or basketball or chase, there's a duck pond (see his fingers in the second picture above? he's doing the sign for "duck") and lots of space for one of Elliot's new favorite toys... the age-old bucket and shovel. I think we'll try and get our fill of Laurelhurst in the next few weeks. Seems like it's just our speed.