In truth, nearly every day is a day at the park, but when friends come to town, we always push for meeting in Central Park. We don't get there enough on our own, which is silly because we love it. I love it, Bama loves it, Mister loves it, and now Rabbit loves it, too.
Lucky us when the M&Ps came to town. We hooked up in Columbus Circle where the girls ran around in circles while A and I looked for coffee for me. Desperate me.
So does Rabbit, no matter how serious he wants you to think he is: What? This is my New York face!
Up the big rocks by Heckscher Playground. Mama M led Bama and S up and over and around into a secret house with a sofa.
There are thirteen parks in Central Park? But we love Heckscher. We keep going back for its sun, the rocks, the great expanse of space in the sand and the swings and all of it.
Storming the castle!