After we dropped Carter and Nana off at the airport, The Bigs and I were headed to Clackamas Mall, via Krisy Kreme (I know), and we got a little lost. Finally I realized we were nowhere near Clackamas OR Krisy Kreme, but that we were near the house my dad grew up in. My grandma lived in the house until I was a senior in high school. So we decided to take advantage of the gorgeous February evening and enjoy Brooklyn Park and 10th Street a bit.
It was nearly dusk, but we had time for a little spin on the merry-go-round. This is the same merry-go-round that I spend HOURS on as a little child. I had no idea it was still there- every other merry-go-round in the state of Oregon has been pulled due to safety reasons (that's the word on the street, anyway).
These kids didn't even know what a merry-go-round was!! Seriously!
The Bigs in front of '10th Street'. . . talk about full circle.
I can't even tell you the nostalgia and memories this place brings back for me. My cousins and I spent hours at this park, and this house is one of the main settings of my growing up life.
Anyway...
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