I’ve got a longer tribute to our 7 years old daughter coming. I’ve no words for her.
I can’t believe that last night was the last time I’d hug her as a 6 year old. Ever.
Maybe it’s melodramatic but every year that thought shakes me awake a bit more.
A couple of weeks ago, Anaiya said she “missed the diner”. When I asked why, she said “I really miss the animals and the trees and the rain”.
Not a diner. You miss The Rainforest Cafe.
So we brought it home to her.
This was an absolute blast.
#iamgrateful and #iamthankful for the inspiration (Anaiya and Jaanu) and the freedom to pursue that inspiration no matter how ridiculous (thank you Priya KC Bhatt).
The kids adored it. They tossed coins into the croc fountain. Yukked it up with the parrot. Approached and pet the snake with caution.
And they want to leave it up as long as we can.
Why not? We are here to make you feel loved and to help your smile reach it’s fullest potential.
We try every day. We fail a lot.
Sometimes, like today. The stars in our humble rainforest align, and the four of us know we got it just right.
I love you, magic. You inspire me to pursue greater things. You’re simultaneously my catalyst, my fuel, my compass, and my destination.
Van Worst Park is such a simple pleasure. When we moved to Jersey City, we couldn’t quite justify living on the water, so we paid attention to a Realtor who told us that if we can’t get the water in JC, we should be happy with a park. It’s a solid park. But it turned into something special earlier this afternoon.
It’s always been that way, though. From the moment we could take you outside, if we did, you were happier. Taking it all in. Looking around you. Observing. Reaching. The first thing I ever saw you reach for was a leaf. And you went for it. Like you do everything. You saw. You committed. And you went for it.
I caught you red-handed and I thoroughly enjoyed the exchange. Maybe you thought, after all the delay it took to make it into your room, that you were in the clear.
Suneet Bhatt 