This weekend was low-key. It was rainy which was fine by me because I wasn't really up to playing outside. Timmy spent a lot of time alternating between his trampoline and his trains. Considering that he is three, he did a fantastic job entertaining and playing by himself. I don't want to jinx anything, but I am noticing that his destructive throwing stage seems to be waning. Although I still wince when he holds up toys it is more reactionary than protective.
We are in for a day of steady cold rain, meaning that we are relegated to indoor activities. I'm going to try to find an indoor playground, but I'm not overly optimistic that I will find anything appropriate. Most playgrounds are closed on Mondays and those that are open will probably be busy because today is a holiday. Much to my little Hamlet's chagrin, we may be destined for another day at home.