Caught the last stretch of the parade on Fifth Avenue and someone pressed a little flag into my hand that I now refuse to put down 😳 come squeeze in next to me before the final float passes?
Caught the last stretch of the parade on Fifth Avenue and someone pressed a little flag into my hand that I now refuse to put down 😳 come squeeze in next to me before the final float passes?
The Flower Power exhibit at the botanical garden is full of blooms older than my grandma, and this dress keeps sliding off my shoulder every time I lean in to smell one 😳 Daddy, would you fix it for me, or let it slip the rest of the way?
The drums at the Creole festival pulled my shoes off before I even noticed, and now my dress keeps spinning up every time I twirl 😳 come find me before the music ends and I promise I'll behave. Maybe.
My alarm is set for a sunrise festival with yoga and a cold plunge, and instead of packing I'm still checking the fit in the mirror 😳 Tell me, Daddy — would you wake up with me, or let me stretch alone?
Comic Con opens today and my bodysuit fits better than I remembered... I've been in front of the mirror way longer than I'll admit 😳 Daddy, would you walk me there like this, or make me cover up?
An old romance is playing on the big screen in Central Park and I claimed my patch of grass the second the gates opened — now the blanket is winning against the movie 😳 Daddy, the other half is still empty... are you coming to fill it?
The architecture tour ended on this rooftop and everyone else went home, but the skyline was too pretty to leave... my dress keeps catching the breeze and I'm not fighting it 😳 tell me, Daddy — would you come find me up here, or make me come down?
The Mid-Autumn lanterns are coming down around me and I still haven't shared one bite of this mooncake 😳 Daddy, would you take the last piece, or trade me a wish for it?
Grand Central turned into a giant board game and I've been standing on the same red square for ten minutes refusing to move 😳 Daddy, would you buy me out, or send me to jail?
Woke up before my alarm because CiderFeast Brooklyn is today and my brain refuses to treat it like a normal Saturday. Now I'm slicing apples in the dark like that will make the gates open faster 😳 would you meet me there, or make me save you a taste?