A much-deserved day off of work for my mom took us on an adventure with her to Coolidge park today, where we enjoyed a coolish, crisp couple of hours this morning.These are days to remember. The skies are crystal clear, the sun is just warm enough & the breezes are frequent enough to dissolve any fleeting thoughts that I might begin to sweat. As David sleeps peacefully in his baby carrier, his sweet arm hanging limp out the side of the carrier, Teya chatters away about how God made the boats on the river & giggles when the grass tickles her toes. She points out, too, that the flowers on the bank of the river are zinnias. Note that every flower is a zinnia since that's all we grew in our pitiful flower garden this summer. A walk up to River Street takes us to the River Street Deli, an authentic New York deli, where I enjoy a mix of salads & Teya begs for "one more chip," while I encourage her to have one more bite of something other than chips.
We head back to the carousel for one more look at the animals before turning toward home for naps. While we teeter in the rocking chairs with the drone of circulation fans and cheesy carnival music in the backround, a drowsy baby falls asleep again on Nina, much to her delight. Who can pass up the sweet treat of a baby falling asleep in your arms, even if for a few fleeting minutes. The taste of salt & vinegar chips lingers even as I write, as do the memories of a sweet day together.
Recently, I've been forgetting all the funny things Teya says all the time. As she grows, so does her verbage, and I realize that we're losing many of the amazingly cute things she says like.....
