Saturday in the park
Our nanny has been out this week and will be for the next two weeks, so it’s been a juggle to work and mind Tin and alternate between the two of us. But one thing that has been consistent since the nanny left and spent the weekend at the beach and then back home is that we have been digging having him to ourselves. The nanny gets the best time with him – the time when he is playing and exploring and growing – and we seem to be merely bookending that with morning and evening schedules. A friend of hers is coming to help us out next week because nothing is getting done while we watch Tin – no exercise, no nothing – but I can tell you watching Tin has been a pure joy. I envy those stay-at-home mothers who have the opportunity to experience the first few years of their child growing – it’s an incredible and worthwhile experience.
Today we went to the Washington Square Park in the Marigny then walked down to friends’ house in the Quarter, who are moving sadly to California to try to grow their band. They were having a moving and stop by and say goodbye sale and we ended up buying a couple of great items – two cowboys shirts for T, and a bedside table, and a rocket night lite for Tin. On the way to get the car, we stepped into the Latin Festival at the Mint and saw Cafe con Leche singing a Cheo Feliciano tune, Un Raton, it was a gorgeous day and everyone was in a great mood, even the firemen at the fire station on Esplanade.
