The weather here in NYC was simply wonderful today. It started off nice and cool, was warm in the middle, and ended with a nice cool breeze. Being the totally outdoorsy types (can’t you just smell the sarcasm?) we just couldn’t help but spend it outside. After my awesome husband prepared and packed a picnic lunch with fabric table cloth included (I did mention he was awesome right?) we headed over the George Washington Bridge again. This time our destination was Palisades Interstate Park.
Here comes another park review.
This is such a cool park. It is 2500 acres large and has over 25 miles of hiking trails. To get there you drive down a long and winding road surrounded by cliffs. When you arrive at the bottom of the cliff you are right on the Hudson River with spectacular views of the George Washington Bridge. There are picnic tables and grills and large grassy areas that are delightfully covered in goose poo.
The shining glory for us, of course, was the playground. We now rate how cool a place is based on the effort put into the playground. If your town does not have a cool playground we will not want to go back. I know. I know. How shallow of us. Well, too bad. We expect a lot from playgrounds outside of the city. No one wants to see a sad little playground where no one is playing. The playground today rated pretty high. The scenery was amazing. The cliffs were huge and the views of the city were beautiful. It’s always nice to see the city from a different perspective.
Well, we just had a ball. We got there early enough that we were the only ones there and it just felt magical. Jack was in his glory. That little boy ran around like a dog chasing it’s tail. He just didn’t know what to do first. The swings? Nah. The six different slides? Nope. The climbing wall? Uh Uh. Play with a pooper scooper? Right on!!!!! Wahoooo. That’s right. We gave Jack a pooper scooper to play with.
Yep. We are those parents. When we run out of ideas what do we do? We give our kid a pooper scooper. Forget about all of those fancy shovels that they are trying to sell to kids. Fugetaboutit I say. Pooper scoopers are where it’s at. Not only is he having fun, but he is training himself for the chore in our house that he is destined to do in a few years. That is if the geriatric cat lasts a few years. Just look at him. He looks so happy to be using that pooper scooper. If you think that Jack thinks that he is just using a shovel you would be wrong. If you asked him he would tell you that it is a pooper scooper to pick up Jabba, the geriatric cat’s, poop. He knows his stuff. You can’t get one over on him.
OK. If you are gagging at this point you should know that the pooper scooper is brand new and has never been used on actual poop. What you see in the scooper is just run of the mill playground dirt. I know it looks a little more suspicious than that, but I assure you, it’s not poop.
Back to our terrific day in nature. We ended our trip with a hike down the Shore Trail which runs parallel to the Hudson River. We wound up walking about a mile and a half,maybe two miles tops. Jack was a super star. That boy walked the whole way without one complaint. He had his own walking stick and used it the whole way. He stopped to listent to birds. He sat and looked at ants. We even saw a chipmunk. Yay! I was so proud of him and knowing that we are able to hike with him has opened up a whole new world that will maybe make us become a little more outdoorsy.
I can’t wait to see what other adventures are in store for us now that the weather is warming up, but I do know that this is not the last time we will be bringing that pooper scooper along for the ride.