I took Jackson for a walk today for the first time in a REALLY long time. Possibly since the Shamrock Hunt back in March.
I know I took Luc out for a walk by myself on his birthday in April (his bday present!), and I don’t think I’ve been out since then either. First I was pregnant and paranoid. (Our sidewalk gets busy — too many people out there!) And then just too tired with a newborn.
Either way, we’ve been quite literally sheltering in place for awhile now.
So once we started heading down the street today, it’s almost like it unlocked all these memories for Jackson of times when we, errrrr, left the house…
“Remember when we saw bagpipes at the parade? And we ate delicious donuts?” he said from his stroller. (This was referring to our last outing before the shutdown.)
“Remember when I did gymnastics?” (Open gym at the park district.)
“Remember when we went to the children’s museum?”
One after another! This poor kid.
