what to do with a little one year-old lady on her first official day of being one? we decided to go downtown to the esplanade. like the beach, bebe had been once before when she was teeny-tiny, and once or twice in between, but this time we thought we'd let her run around and get crazy.
whooosh! beatrix loves it when the trains rush into the station. it even blows her little fuzzle around.
and finally down the other side, to the banks of the charles river. it doesn't even really smell anymore!
and this is one she practices constantly. "gittin'" her mommy. mommy gets got by a baby at least twice a day. but now that she has the chompers it's a little scary.
she orbited our spot, running out into the grass, coming back for a chat or some huggles, then running off again.
she sure got thirsty running around all that time. just like when she was a baby, our toddler stopped to nurse with her mom on the banks of the river.
people sailed by in boats, trains went over bridges, runners ran past, shiftless layabouts tanned in the sun, all oblivious to the fact that our little girl was officially one!
beebs was ready to walk the whole way, even skipping the subway part, but that would have taken us till she was two.
then back across the walkway at dartmouth. far in the distance lies the citgo sign in kenmore square...
these are not the kinds of tire tracks you'd expect to find on a busy roadway. kind of pretty, though.
and she got waved to by her first fire-fighter. this will begin a life-long fetish many women enjoy to this day.
and once we were back on our street, she insisted on walking the rest of the way on her own. take it away, beatrix!
and once we were back on our street, she insisted on walking the rest of the way on her own. take it away, beatrix!
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