So Cozy

Baby Alex Got a Big Hand!

The other day David was snuggling with Alex on the couch.  David's arm was stretched out underneath Alex's head.  Briggy came over to give Alex a kiss.  He got close to Alex, but then started backing up.  He had the most panicked look on his face and in a shaky voice he said, 

"Mom!  Baby Alex got a big hand!"

He was visibly upset.  I looked over to where Alex was to see what he was talking about.  From his point of view it looked like David's arm was attached to Alex's body.  The poor kid was traumatized.  It was difficult not to giggle as I showed Briggy that the big hand was attached to David.  After he realized that all body parts were in the right places for the right people, he giggled as well.  

Concerts in the Park

Almost every Sunday in June for about as long as I can remember I have gone to what we call "Concert in the Park".  I'm not sure if that's its official title, but it fits.  We sit on the grass in the shade, eat treats (caramel popcorn is a must), listen to beautiful music and enjoy good company.  Half way through the concert the conductor hands over his baton to a guest while he leads the children (and grown ups, too) in a "walk about" (basically a stroll around the park).   When I was little the conductor wore a white suit.  He was bald and happy and very kind.  Back in my day, it was less of a stroll and more of a spirited march.  One phrase that I said as a very young child has stuck and is repeated almost every time by someone..."I no wah mahch" (Translation: I don't want to march).  I am a sucker for tradition and am happy I get to share this childhood tradition with my kids.

Apparently only a select few were aware that I was taking the photo.