We had a lot of ice on the streets when January 22nd rolled around, so our "hike" was in the neighborhood. We walked up to Frank Ortiz Park. It's also known as The Dog Park because people can let their dogs run free there.
The kid was a bit miffed about this walk ("Which car are we taking?" were the first words out of her mouth when we went outside. She repeated them with exasperation after being told we were walking.)
Fortunately, ice is irresistible when you're (almost) four. 
So is cold metal when you've seen "Christmas Story": Triple Dog Dare you!
The "Summit Push":
Made it!
Ice everywhere
The Dog Park has a playground, but it's a rehab-in-progress. More than a year ago the existing playground equipment was replaced, but whoever was doing the job stopped short of actually hanging new swings. The only working bit of gear is an undulating "caterpillar tube", and we didn't let the kid go play on it because... it was cold.
What the kid saw:
Her photos show she was interested in all the bootprint patterns we could make.
This week's coffee was accompanied by a homemade green chile-apple pie. Mmmmm!
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