To celebrate Uta's graduation we went to Central Park to explore, running free being the only real treat for the boy. I always forget what a wonder Central Park is. Spending time there makes me think that just maybe its OK to be raising Uta in the city. Childhood and nature are so intrinsically linked in my mind, its hard for me to overcome the feeling that I am doing Uta a great injustice by living in Brooklyn. But if you look for it, there is lots of magic to fuel a kid here too.
Watching the sailboats.
Chatting with a police horse.
Meditating on the rocks.
After we were all tuckered out from romping around the park, we took a pedi-cab to midtown for Japanese curry. Tourists in our own city, what a joy.
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