"Why does that girl have pink hair mommy?"
"Because she likes it."
"But how is it pink? Does it have sparkles?"
"No I don't think so."
"Mommy is the ceiling going to fall on us?"
"No"
"Mommy, is daddy older than the ceiling?"
"No, sweetie, the ceiling is older than daddy."
"But how do the trains come?"
"Well on the tracks-"
"Yes but how did the trains get down here?"
"Well they dug really big holes "
"Mommy--"
com*mute; v. to travel regularly over some distance, as from a suburb into a city and back these are the collective stories of my daily commute, whether by train or on foot
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
90 year old dancer
One woman was holding up a phone as she described the picture, "this is my 90 year old friend, she is the most lovely human being I have ever met. She's so vivid and full of life, she owns a dance studio."
Monday, October 1, 2012
Tears on the subway
We've all been there, it's unavoidable in NY. There's no privacy, no moment alone, and sometimes you've had all you can take and you cry on the subway. That happened today, sometimes Mondays are just rough. Well I happened to have some tissues so tonight I made a new friend, and I hope tomorrow she won't need those tissues.
Throwback: Polka dot skirt
This girl in this lovely polka dot skirt walked by at the playground. "I like your skirt," I said, as we made eye contact. "Thank you" she said, as she came and sat next to me on the wall as I was holding the baby. "Can I hold her?" She asked. I responded by handing the baby over to her. "Sure." We sat there, talking gibberish to the baby together. She handed her back to me, and said, "Have a good day." "You too." I said, as she walked away.
Throwback: Park talker
"Oh my, they are soo cute, are they yours?"
"No, I'm just the nanny."
"Oh honey, don't say 'just' that is a big responsibility."
"Oh ok."
"Is the little boy Filipino? He looks like my daughter, she's half Filipino, obviously half because I'm as white as they come. She's my oldest, she's at college right now. Its hard, but at least I have these two to take care of." She said gesturing to her 8 year old and her 12 year old. "The older of the two, she thinks she's too cool for everything."
"Yep, that's what happens at that age, at least it passes. It is good you have them, my mom, she wished she had younger ones when my brother and I went off to college."
"Yeah, its rough for us moms. So you be kind to yours ok?"
"I will be."
"Ok sweetheart, and you're doing a good job with those too, but remember it's not "just" thats a big responisbility, and you're doing great."
"Thank you"
"No, I'm just the nanny."
"Oh honey, don't say 'just' that is a big responsibility."
"Oh ok."
"Is the little boy Filipino? He looks like my daughter, she's half Filipino, obviously half because I'm as white as they come. She's my oldest, she's at college right now. Its hard, but at least I have these two to take care of." She said gesturing to her 8 year old and her 12 year old. "The older of the two, she thinks she's too cool for everything."
"Yep, that's what happens at that age, at least it passes. It is good you have them, my mom, she wished she had younger ones when my brother and I went off to college."
"Yeah, its rough for us moms. So you be kind to yours ok?"
"I will be."
"Ok sweetheart, and you're doing a good job with those too, but remember it's not "just" thats a big responisbility, and you're doing great."
"Thank you"
October 1st. Monday Morning
The little 2 year old boy on the train had so much love to give that as he read his book with his dad he kissed every farm animal on every page goodnight... Oh sweet innocence is a nice scene so early in the morning
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