Just got back from Westchester where we stayed with my two granddaughters for five days. I loved feeding the one year old her bottle (she drains 7 0z. in about seven minutes flat.) It feels so secure and comfortable when she nestles into the crook of your arm. Then she starts to wriggle out and is off like a Roomba in every direction. She wants to eat all the time and waits under her older sister's chair for "drops." (We both had fun sprinkling some Cheerios on the floor and watching her go for them.) The older one bursts into songs from her preschool spontaneously in a spasm of cuteness. Putting her in to sleep was ineffably touching as she babbled on in a stream of remembrance from the day's disconnected events.
The Westchester with its upscale stores and dazzling interior architecture is exhilarating - even if hardly anyone is in the stores. Such abundance - and for the first time I've seen anywhere you can go in the garage and pay with a credit card! Talk about convenience!
It felt so good to be away AND then be home again. That must be the best part about travel: it feels so good to be back in your own house!
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Great post! Chuckles and smiles all around!
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