It was just Chloe and me today and it will always be one of the best August 24ths in my life.
We rode the crosstown bus to the Children's Museum of Manhattan. A whole new wonderland-- markers, sand, colors everywhere, yah-yah's, boats, fishing rods and oversized smocks, her butterfly and bubbles--and then later, asleep. Waking up in Central Park, toddling barefoot on satiny grass, running toward me, green-markered fingertip touching my nose-- "Mama!"
Then touching her own nose-- "Oh-ee!"
Throughout the day, "Mama-- Daddy?"
"Daddy'll be home soon."
Lights off in her bedroom, her cheek on my stomach. "Mama... Daddy... Mama... Daddy...Ee-yah-ee-yah-yo."
