Saturday night Jon, Rowan, and I headed to Waterfire in Providence, RI with the infamous Coxsays. We saw dragons and gondoliers, acrobats and dancers. We ate kettle corn and fried dough and watched Timmy decide that the taste of cotton candy is well worth feeling that weird sensation in his mouth.
Sunday was a happy, busy day with West Bridgewater’s annual Park Day celebration and the Harvest Festival at Soule Homestead. We met up with my mom, and briefly with the Dorseys.
At Park Day they had cotton candy on a stick, and Rowan and I agreed that it’s much more fun (and photogenic) that way.
By now I imagine you’re thinking, doesn’t Rue have two kids? What’s happened to Dagny? While we’ve been having all sorts of fun here, Dagny’s been off on her own adventures. She got home last night from a week-long trip to New York. She and Jessica are hanging out here for a week or so before heading off again, this time to Arkansas. Dagny’ll be gone for three whole weeks and will be flying home from Arkansas by herself. She is adventurous and happy and very, very big.
Little babies don’t stay little for very long. Let them sleep on your chest. Pick them up when they want to be carried. Cherish the lint between their toes. Love them in every little thing you do.