Afternoon in the park

So, what do we do when we're both home, lunch is over, and the weather is awesome?
Why, we go to the park of course. Forest Park that is. For those who aren't from St. Louis, Forest Park is awesome. It was opened in 1876, which is kind of a long time ago. It was also the site of the 1904 World's Fair, which was kind of a big deal. At 1,293 acres it is one of the largest urban parks in the nation, and over 50% larger than Central Park in New York*. There are some much bigger "urban parks" in the country to be sure, but Forest Park is actually right in the middle of the city itself, which is quite small. Now that you're tired of my Wikipedia impersonation, let's see some pictures. Actually, a video and then some pictures. Whatever.

A couple interesting things here: Izzie is definitely saying "Daddy" in the video, which is nice. Also, there are people playing handball and racquetball nearby, so that explains the weird shouting in the background. Furthermore, just because she is swinging doesn't mean she can't hold on to her little cup which still has a couple raisins in it. Lastly, she has not lost a mitten, she merely preferred to wear both of them on one hand at the time. What can you say. Kids are strange.

Izzie can't drive 55.

Unorthodox sliding technique.

I'm not sure what you call this thing, but it is cool.

Looking relaxed on a big people swing.

More unorthodox sliding techniques.

At this point we started to think maybe she was getting tired.

Awwww.

Okay, that's all for now.

*I've decided that one of the themes of St. Louis is that we are awesome and big well-known cities like New York are overrated, at least when it comes to living there. This is basically the whole point of Meet Me In St. Louis, after all. Also, the Mets are pond scum.