February 3rd, 2008

Snapshots of a Sun Day

"IT’S MORNING TIME, NEW YORK CITY!” he yells from his room upon first waking. And then we hear, “Daddy! Sarah!"--[we seem to be on a first name basis now]--"I waaant....WAFFLES! No....PIZZA! No...CHOCO-YIT MILK!”

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“It’s MORNING TIME, DADDY!” He’s run into our room, climbed onto the bed, and squeezed his little squirmy body in between the two of us. “WAAAAKE UP!” We pretend to be asleep and try to suppress the laughter.

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Mid-morning bed-head. It’s so delicious it’s all I can do to stop from swallowing him up whole.

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On a pirate treasure hunt before lunch: I’m Captain Hook, Andy is Captain Red Beard, and he is Captain Feathersword. Here, they’ve spied where “X” marks the spot. I ask him what will be inside the buried treasure. “GOLD!” he shouts (really, “DOLD!"). “And...CARS ("tars!")! And...DIGGER TRUCKS!”

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Heading back home, he slides down the handrail and runs up the block to our place. Flushed cheeks, cold fingers, head spinning with magic.

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Posted by: Sarah on February 3rd, 2008
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