A favorite place
Logan has a favorite place - Barneget Lighthouse. Today we headed over to the post office and while we were there, we took time to fly our kite in the big open field near the parking lot. We also took some time to play on the little playground adjacent to the lot. Logan begged to stay. He pleaded. He tried compromise and even bribery. Didn't work. We did offer to try another park a bit later.Daddy gave him two options - the one with the good playground or the one the boys go 'hiking' at. Logan wanted to hike. Then he got an idea.
"I know!" he said excitedly. "Let's go to Old Barney!"
And so we did. All four of us headed down to the lighthouse - stopping at the converted train cars for lunch. Logan knew exactly where the right trails were and how they curved through the small wooded area around the base of the towering lighthouse. He knew right where the best views were. He knew right where to head to enter the lighthouse and just how to walk up the winding staircase. (Although we did not go past the first window today.)
As we left he sighed deeply. "I like it here. How about we come back sometime."
And we sure will.
posted by Sandy at
8:29 PM
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