Sometimes...on a day like this, where the sun casts the perfect shadow on central park's greenery, I can't believe I'll be taking her here when she's just a wee newborn, a crawling 7mo old, a toddling 1yr old.
Sometimes...as the tourists pass by with maps in hand I can't help but love that here, I need no map. The bethesda fountain stairs feel like a comfy old couch that welcome me with each multiweekly visit.
Sometimes...you just have to take it all in. The way it looks today, what you hear, the breeze you feel and store it in those special archives of your heart.