Visiting Old Mill Park

We took a pleasant morning trip to Old Mill Park. Grandma pushed C on the swings and Grandpa and Ruby relaxed on a bench. We also inspected the improvements to the shelter house and the new statue ib front of it.

This is the new statue by the shelter house. The girl is holding a doll and a pit of flowers. The boy is holding a frog, trying to put it into an oat meal container. Reportedly, the oat meal container is a reference to the fact that half the kids in Savanna think it is “Oatmeal Park” instead of “Old Mill Park.” I did. I remember the day that dad told me it wasn’t “Oatmeal”. I was stunned! Then it occured to me that “Oatmeal Park” is a pretty dumb thing to name a park.

Too bad C’s face is a little whited-out by the flash. But he was having a good time on the see-saw.

C is checking out the statue..

Unfortunately a little whited out from the flash. Darn that flash!

C doesn’t really understand the concept of statue yet, I think. He kept trying to take the frog out of the boy’s hand and the pot of flowers from the little girl. He was actually getting quite upset that he couldn’t take them.

C’s enjoying the new play structure at the back of the park.