I came home in time for us all to eat together and then we decided to make the most of the lovely evening to walk to the library. Well, I say walk, only Exile #2 and I did any significant amount of walking as you can see. Fortunately there was room in the wagon for Exile #4, E5N1 and a large bag full of books on the way home.
First however we had another visit to make - to the playground next door where they all had fun and (unusually) company too. Exile #2 had a conversation about transatlantic childbirth with a very pregnant Mom of a 3 year old who taught the girls the basics of baseball using a stick and an imaginary ball, but a real diamond to play on.
Exile #3 surprised us all - especially herself I think - by mastering the monkey-bars and E5N1 found boy heaven in the well-stocked sandbox - well stocked for trucks that is, not so much on the sand front.
By the time we were walking the last stretch on the way home it was nearly 9 o'clock and getting rather dark. The kids all went straight to bed. To be honest I could probably have happily done the same!