Directly across the street from Daddy B and Grandma's house there is a large park. It is a perfect place to go in the afternoons while we are there and let the kiddos expend a little energy. I am going to call it Squirrel Park from now on. There were SO many squirrels there. They were all around us and they were brave. They would run right by our feet. To my fellow Bisons, it was worse than the squirrels in the square. Here are a few pics of the bravest ones. And, by the way, up close they look much more like rodents than they do cute furry nut gatherers.
The rest of the pics are of our playtime to work off our huge Thanksgiving dinner at Hubs' grandmother's house :) I love the sunset in the background.