But I have to say that, if it weren't 100 degrees outside, I wouldn't mind losing power one bit in this little town. When I was stuck waiting around for 5 hours while my car was being worked on, I truly realized how lucky I am to live where I do. There is so much to do in Kensington and most of it doesn't even require a wallet.
First stop, I had to get a sandwich and bottle of root beer from my favorite little market.
fresh baked baguette
TO DIE FOR
Next stop, walk across the street to the gardens to eat it, beg Niall to have some applesauce and then give him a bag of chips in defeat.
We really do love hanging out in these gardens-- at least I do. I'm not sure that Niall's face really exudes enjoyment in that picture, but I think he is secretly having fun. Even Brendan is content not doing anything here.
But if there's one thing that can really capture Niall's attention, it's sticks. And there are quite a few here.
That, and the "creek" of raw sewage beneath a 15 foot drop off, flowing alongside the gardens. Naturally, I have about 28 seconds to shovel my sandwich down my throat before Niall ventures over to the ledge and starts testing out his superhuman abilities (or lack thereof).
Since I don't let him plunge to his death over the creek wall, I let him climb his first tree (with a little help). I have to find some way to let him live a little, right? I'm not a total pill.
I can tell he's going to be climbing to the tops of these monsters a lot sooner than I would like, and I will just die if I ever have to go up there and bail him out. Good thing there's a fire department down the street because my body would freeze up in fear by the time I looked down from the second branch.
Next stop, the old train station:
Boys, trains... 'nuff said.
Final stop, the kid's library:
Yes, this adorable little cottage is a kid's library. Did I mention all of this is in walking distance from my house? Barely even noticed the car was gone :)