G and I had a short and shared time together last Friday. We met at VanderVeer Park in Davenport, along with Sarah and Lucy. The last time I remember walking around VanderVeer was during a family photo shoot back in September 2006. And the time before that was for Sarah and Jeremiah’s wedding pictures in July 2006. I drive past the park all of the time.
Like it is with many things, I continued to tell myself, “Tomorrow I will stop and check it out.” And before you know it, several hundred tomorrows have passed. Last Friday was that “tomorrow”. Maybe I was meant to put this off until I had a niece and nephew, along with my sister, to share it with.
I beat the trio to the park so sat and read my two-month-old Time magazine for a few minutes. (Reading old magazines cover to cover will be addressed in a separate post.) As I walked up to the car, G was hiding his eyes behind his hands. Must be a new game. I helped him out of his car seat. I keep wondering when he’s going to just bust out of that thing himself. Probably on a day when I am watching him.
G immediately went to check out the pond. Then he reached for the Wheat Thins his mom had packed. G might like Wheat Things even more than I do. It’s a toss up. We sat down to eat a picnic lunch, and G was entertained by the super tame squirrel who refused bread but loved Wheat Thins.
Then it was off to the playground, where G semi-successfully flirted with a couple of girls. They were both at least a year older than him. G was super smooth, opting to go on the double side-by-side slides where he could chat with them more.
G seemed to enjoy the large fountain the most.
During the loop back to the car, G walked very quietly toward the ducks chilling in the shade. He pointed and giggled. I smiled. This was a great tomorrow.