When you get to be our age, chasing around playgrounds and sitting on hardwood floors for a "music class" tend to be exhausting. But the delight of a 3-year old is refreshing. We'd never spend a day at a "discovery museum" for our own entertainment, but it's quite entertaining watching the little ones run from one "discovery" to another.
Last night, I got a reminder that I'm not quite as young as I used to be. An annoying "floater" appeared in my eye. It's like a wispy tendril of black smoke that moves in an out of my central vision. Anyone have a solution?
Regardless, we are all awaiting the little one... due in a couple of days.