1- the parade is all day long. Anyone can join the
parade. The best part of the Irish st Patrick's day parade is at the end when
the counties of Ireland come through with their people, their colors and their
banners. It was a ride around Ireland, full of memories and smiles for me. Cute
seeing the families and little kids enjoying being in the parade even though
they had gone 40 blocks!
2- the subway is still the kids favorite
3- I love watching Clair try to engage strangers in
important conversation such as her age and what we've done all day long. It's
funny because NYC subway etiquette is don't engage anyone. My girl doesn't see
it and doesn't believe it. People smile and her and love her energy and her
smile. I love this!
4- Ellie really enjoyed the parade with me. I think it
was and example of how she wanted to enjoy it with me because I was. I think I
might have set a good example today.
5- I think I was more laid back today and I hope the kids
saw it.
6- I had to tell Ellie not to listen to things that she
shouldn't hear, such as curse words. At one point she was walking with David
and I hear her rattling off the sins of manhattan to David as if it's
confession. "Daddy, today I hear 2 a word, 3 f words, and saw some mans
butt because he didn't have his pants up and he didn't even care. I wish the
police would have gotten him." Gosh
I love this innocence.
6- max likes to laugh. This isn't news. He wants a good
laugh. Oh how my boy will fit in at these Irish pubs one day soon.
7- we visited no less then 10 distinct bathrooms and
several multiple times. We didn't go 30 minutes between visits. Yet, still,
something was achieved and memories were made.
8- I said the phrases "Max, puddle!" "Max
walk on the left." "Max watch where you are going." And
"max, stop spinning" at least every minute All Day Long! By golly we kept him alive and his feet dry!
It was a miracle.
9- kids didn't enjoy the taxi as much as the train. They
don't understand traffic. They are blessed by country living.
10- candy. It pleases kids. Always! A visit to Dylan's
Candy shop was the highlight of the day to them.
David is now out having a few drinks to celebrate. I'm in
bed. No cider for me. The upper east has been good to us as a family today. But
it's foreign territory. This is why there was no cider to be found. It must be.
Here's to a dry st Patrick's day where I am not pregnant. I don't think I've
had one of them in 20 years.
Slante!
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