May 7, 2000 - Sunday
Some friends of ours with two young children of their own had the wonderful idea to take the kids on a picnic. We already had tentative plans to get together this afternoon, but the weather was too nice to be indoors. So, we packed a lunch and Harry's diaper bag and headed for a local, historical park.

Naturally, Harry spent most of his time lying on the blanket, but he remained completely absorbed in the uniqueness of his surroundings, at least compared to being inside most of his short winter life. Best of all, he had a chance to feel the tickle of grass on the bottom of his feet. I'm sure it was little more than perplexing for him this time, but hopefully he'll come to know the feeling well when we move to the country in a few weeks if all continues on schedule with our new house.

Since their younger, Eleanor, is about twice Harry's age, and their older, Colin, is in his twos, there wasn't too much interaction between the three kids beyond a few curious glances. But, it's good for Harry to see other babies and toddlers since he's not in daycare yet. Harry did meet with more of a contemporary last night at a dinner party. A young girl, just seven weeks older than he, was there and moving at a similar speed. They charmingly reached for each other's hand in the slow motion of tentative infants.


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