alien scum: but this is my planet! you landed here and started shooting us.
he's coming right towards you! he's wearing some kind of support harness or something, some kind of shoulder strap, belt clip type thing, but oddly enough, no helmet. as he bobs his head from side to side he's talking to himself in some funny sounding voice, or waving his arms around, throwing them back behind his body awkwardly, sometimes laughing, sometimes singing. what a strange, jolly, scary man this is!
and that would be me.
when we pass one another you can finally see that the motive behind this seemingly insane behavior is that adorable little lady strapped to my back, bouncing along, laughing and "pssssstht!"-ing back at me on each side.
i often look silly, but my daughter affords me the opportunity to look truly insane. and i have to say, it's very liberating. plus you get the entire sidewalk to yourself.
anyway, on sunday we took our act on the road. i decided to walk up to jamaica pond and let her walk around for a while. we could go around the pond itself, or take a side path onto one of the lawns; there are plenty of options for tiring out your one year old.