Theo and I went to Jackson's birthday party this afternoon. There were numerous little people, pizza, ice cream, and rides. Yes, rides! Who knew that a 20-minute subway ride to Avenue I would lead to skeeball and a mini-rollercoaster? I was quite jealous of the munchkins who got to enjoy them. I love rides. I cannot wait till Theo is old enough to love them, too: Coney Island's amusements, the carousel in Central Park, the big ol amusement park I grew up next to.
Since Nate does not share my love of rides, I hereby designate him future purse-watcher and prize-winner. I can so picture him sitting on a park bench with my big ass mom purse on one side of him and a giant stuffed animal on the other, waving to me and the boy.
This is going to be so fun.