I used to have an old saying that "Anticipation is the essence of joy." For those of you old enough to remember the ketchup commercial that showed someone trying to get some ketchup to pour ever-so-slowly out of the bottle onto the hamburger, you know where I came up with it. I used to use that saying with kids at school, some of my family members, my troops, and some of the teachers who worked with me over the years.
Well, that was , and always is, the feeling we have when we get ready to take off for New York. Packing the Jeep takes one back to the old days of loading the fliver for a trek across the mountains and plains. OK, so maybe it's not
that romantic, but it sure is fun.
Q is getting to be quite the young man these days, and is quite a ball of fun when we go exploring in the parks and the city. He also has quite an imagination when we read his books and play with leggos. These are some of the things that we look forward to.
This trip started out with a walk down by the river. You really see the skyline, and the new "tower" really sticks out.
We also got a good laugh when he and his daddy were playing "wheelbarrow" walker. That is the first time I've seen that out of him He's really coordinated.
Pam and Danika were the picture takers as they sat and talked on the top of the hill at the park.
But for all the greatness of the city and all the grandeur of its steel and cement, at the end of the day, it all comes down to the imagination of a little boy playing in the dirt, building "highways" and laying out cities for imaginary people and cars.
And then the trip is over, and it's time for our pre-departure picture. He usually puts up a fuss when we take these because he doesn't like people to leave.
We'll be back, little man. It may seem like a long time to you, but it's an eternity to grandma and me.
I have a warm feeling after playing with my grandson. It's the liniment working. (Author Unknown)
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