Yesterday afternoon, Reilly and I went to the playground at Washington Square Park while Shawn went to yoga. We spent most of our time at the swings, Reilly zooming back and forth in the cool city air and clapping her hands to show her satisfaction.
Now that Reilly is getting a bit older, we also spent some time on the actual playground. I held her hands as she walked around the area, exploring the playset. With her increased mobility, Reilly has also become more adventurous, and this time crawled up the three steps to the slide and slid down face first into my waiting arms.
At one point, I noticed that Reilly was staring over at the wooden benches that ring the playground. There was a small metal sculpture of a cat there, so I grabbed Reilly’s hands and we walked over to have a look at it. I couldn’t tell if she thought the cat was real, or if she just liked the shiny metal of the sculpture, but she ran her hands along the thing as if she was petting it. It was a very sweet moment.
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