You Gotta Have Friends

We enjoyed a special play date today with Lucy and assorted buddies (Pearl, Jack, Caroline and Tripp among them). We slid. We rocked. We wandered the park in search of different colored flowers and then, when Harry assumed I wasn't looking, he took off like a bat out of Hell for for the train trestle to watch a big, fat CSX train whistle by. "Look at that big train," I admired, after catching up to my son. "Mommy" he admonished, "freight car!" Someone has clearly been studying his Thomas the Train episodes very closely. I think he has a crush on Emily (which will make sense only to those of you who know the bossy, emerald green engine....and for your sake I hope you don't).

Our extra special visitor today was Roxana's daughter Aimee, who spends her afternoons being watched by her grandmother, drinking juice, chocolate milk and eating junk in front of the TV. No books, no park. And it makes me feel lousy. So I suggested Roxana bring Aimee to play today. Despite being terrified of the dog (at least until I showed her how to feed him Cheerios), the kids had a very good time together. Harry tickled her hands and then blew her kisses. BFF Lucy doesn't even get that kind of treatment.