Maintaining routines is a big part of being a parent. Having done that so well, these days when the kids are not with me, I am a little lost despite feeling a little more relaxed at the same time because I am not racing against the clock to get them to bed. Children are amazing because they speak with their hearts. Their love is without pretense, and it's so raw ... so deep. Exactly when does a child become cynical of love? I miss them and our "everyday" together. I hope to love like a child again. Here is a snap shot of their wonderful love, on a short bike trip in lower Manhattan.
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