Independently Leisurely
High points of this past holiday weekend:
- Lying on a blanket, Veronika on one shoulder and Ivan on my chest, watching the local fireworks. Ivan clung to me, half-scared, half-excited, but calling out the colors of the fireworks as they appeared.
- Watching Team America on the evening of the Fourth—sitting in a lawn chair, Maker's Mark on the rocks, with the movie projected onto the side of a garage.
- Playing the accordion in the cool night air for the neighborhood to hear.
- Ivan and Veronika making the best of a rain-soaked visit to the Bronx Zoo by showering under a dripping overhang.
- Three servings of Manhattan's best gelato from Grom (Stracciatella, Crema di Grom, and Hazelnut).
- Veronika and Ivan pretending to deliver each other's babies on a living room floor after Saturday's dinner.
- Having the best grill-roasted whole chicken that I have ever made.
- Nikola's face lighting up every time he saw me (or at least that's how I remember it).
Our time is very full lately, during the week and on the weekends, but there are worse things than having a full life, especially when it fills you up in return.