saturday afternoon we took eleanor and samson on their first row boat experience in central park. the weather was just too good to not be in the park and it’s been on our summer to-do list since, well, may. we had a great time together taking turns rowing (our kids wanted to do all the work! it’s like, where are you guys when the dishes need to get done?!) and enjoyed looking for ducks and waving to people on bridges above us.
josh and i haven’t been out on those row boats since we were first married. who knew we’d be back rowing with two kids a few years later? we were walking up columbus avenue past lincoln center on friday night as a family and josh commented on how crazy it is to think of just how many memories we have jam packed right here in this little pocket of manhattan. this little area specifically on the upper west side is where we first met, where i went to school and performed, where josh went to school, where our first date took place, where we were married… to name a few of the big ones. but also, this is where most of my growing up took place. where some of the biggest decisions of my life happened. i remember sitting on those steps in front of lincoln center late one night at 19 years old crying my eyes out as i came to the realization that i wasn’t the person i wanted to be and needed to make a change. i think about that moment every time i walk by lincoln center. that night was such a turning point for me. there are many spots and street corners and park benches and little cafes in manhattan that hold those kind of significant memories for me. it’s still very surreal for me to be living here in this neighborhood once more and to be raising two of my children here along side my husband. there’s no other place right now in all the world i’d rather be raising them than this pocket of manhattan, my little home.
^^^the skyline wasn’t so bad…^^^
^^^waving to a duck!^^^