i'm really not sure there is anything better than a small child reaching up for your hand. i mean, that moment that they grab it, or the moment they plop in your lap, or call out your name in that very perfect little voice...
living in new york is mostly quite hard.
but every once and again there is heaven-sent-spring-day and you make a stay-cation of it and play tourist with your big camera and central park sites.
and you get to do it all with one of your very best friends and her very perfect little ones.
and it makes living in new york and being young feel like the very greatest thing that could ever happen to anyone. ever.