So. This happened.
1. I am so very kerfluffled by it all. Thank you, Blogher.
2. I wish I had been there. I wasn't, though, and there are a multitude of reasons for that. The main one is currently sleeping soundly in her crib.
If ever there was a reason that made disappointment worth it, Mila is that reason.
3. That's not the best photo I took last year. I wouldn't even put it in the top 10. It was, however, one of my better Alexis Days.
When a giant rubber duck floats into town, the only reasonable thing to do is to drop everything and go see it. So, Alexis and I did. We rushed downtown on a Friday night with plans to check out the duck and join in the party that was happening on the bridge.
Funny thing, that. It was a good plan. I know it was because ALL OF THE REST OF PITTSBURGH AGREED. There were thousands and thousands of people crowded onto that bridge. It was so crowded that Alexis and I were unable to find any of the friends we were hoping to meet there. Even if we had found them, we wouldn't have been able to get to them because of the sea of humanity.
My plan to take some photos was thwarted by the sea of humanity as well. It was simply too crowded and too chaotic, so Alexis and I bought some cookies from a vendor at the end of the bridge and went for a walk by the river. We walked and we chatted, munching on delicious chocolate chip goodness. There was nothing special about the conversation, but yet everything was special about the conversation. It was just us being us with a backdrop of Pittsburgh and a very loud and huge party carrying on in the distance.
At one point, Alexis looked across the river and commented that the duck looked really cool as it watched the party taking place on the bridge. She told me to take a picture of it.
So I did.
It may seem to be a photo of a duck, but really it's a photo of the little girl who first stole my heart.
