For Spring Break, Brady and I went to Ashland for several days. The weather was perfect so we had to make a stop by Central Park to play. In Ashland, life revolves around Central Park during the spring, summer, and fall. I have many wonderful memories of the park including many visits to the park with my Papa Whitt when I was young. We would eat lunch, feed french fries to a few lucky squirrels, and then head to the swings where he would push me so high that I knew I was going to flip over. Hopefully, Brady will make his own memories there.


Brady loved the swings. This was his first time on a swing and I think he would have stayed all day!


Brady and Grandad hanging out on the porch...