On Saturday night, Michael, Alice and I ate quesadillas at home. Alice joined us at the table, sitting in her Bumbo chair. We listened to Ella & Louis while eating and chatting. Afterward, we packed up and went for a family stroll in Riverside Park.
It's a new definition of romance, this Saturday night at home. But it's a lovely one, nonetheless.
"But when she stepped off the train in New York, her plain little face looked beautiful for a moment, as if the future were opening before her and its glow were already upon her forehead, as if she were eager and proud and ready to meet it..."