Today on the way out of High Falls I had to put on my sunglasses so nobody would see my tears. I was crying for two reasons: Parker turned two, which means--even though he looks like overgrown bok choy, he's officially not a baby anymore. And we said goodbye to our magical country living for ten months. We packed up High Falls for the year and headed back to Brooklyn.
We loaded up the car with skis, bikes, snowboards, bags and the lot---everything except Parker's balance bike. A few minutes later I spotted Parker climbing into his carseat, his little orange strider at his feet. He'd heaved it into the car when we weren't looking. He pointed to it and proclaimed: "Parker take bike Bwookwn." Guess he convinced us!
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