It’s a pretty wonderful thing to find yourself without any plans, on a sunny Saturday afternoon, in the height of fall in New York City. As if the city isn’t awe-inspiring enough on a regular day, seeing this place painted in oranges, reds, and yellows can easily stop you in your tracks.
We spent an afternoon walking around Central Park this past Saturday with the boys, and it was everything fall dreams are made of.
Jordan gave Jameson a stick and told him it was a magic wand that he could point at the trees to make their leaves fall off. And boy, did Jameson take his magic wand seriously. (If you missed my Instagram story with Jameson’s magic skills, you can check out the end of the Jameson highlight on my profile to see it. We’re still laughing about it.)
If you’re wondering about Jameson’s helmet — get used to it, my friend. He had it on because he’d been riding his scooter earlier in the day. And though he had no intentions of riding his scooter while we explored Central Park, my requests that he remove his helmet were met with grade A toddler hostility. So yeah.
And at this point, apparently Daddy was the only person worthy of a photo moment, lol…
This photo below is of the top of The Lake (near West 77th Street), and being in this spot always makes me so happy. Part of it is the beautiful view, no matter what time of year it is. But another part is that it reminds me of when I first moved to New York five years ago and how the walks I’d take with Jordan often led to this spot.
Jameson’s reward for smiling in photos with us (ha!) was going over to the Conservatory Water to rent one of the model remote-controlled sail boats.
Because I took one almost exactly like this of Jameson in the fall in Central Park three years ago…
Fall in Central Park never gets old.