So here I am, back to Thursdays with Noah. Where did the summer go?
I loved the fact that my outings with Noah were on Thursdays, as that was typically my “day” with Chelsea over the summer. And while her work schedule didn’t allow for as many adventures this year, we managed to squeeze a few in.
And they were wonderful.
I couldn’t help but reflect on the world of differences between the two “Thursdays”. It was by about the 2nd or 3rd time out with Chelsea that I began to take note, and I don’t know how it even took that long. I mean, a day out with a toddler is about as different from a day with a 21-year-old as you can get, right?
I got to look at art that came with safety regulations and height requirements.
And pretty-clothing art (with photos snapped on the sneak, of course).
There was shopping.
And grown-up drinks.
And awesome hotel views. From the room,
and even underneath.
I actually stopped AND smelled the flowers.
And took as much time as I liked to admire the skyline.
I wore heels.
And ate lunch on a real plate, with nary a stick cheese in sight.
I even discovered a hidden, magical villa.
This week it’s back to sippy cups, strollers and wipes. Lots of wipes. But it’s okay – because I really do have the best of both worlds.
And not just on Thursdays.