Dear Baby A,
Fats Domino once sang, "New Orleans is my home, that's the reason while I'm gone, yes, I'm walkin' to New Orleans." There's something about that song that I absolutely love. There were many times when Daddy and I were stuck in the Atlanta airport trying desperately to get back to New Orleans that I would have considered walking just to be on my way home.
About two weeks ago when we suddenly realized your arrival was approaching quicker than we realized, we decided to walk to dinner once a week. And each time we head out the door, I sing to myself a slightly different version - "We're walkin' through New Orleans."
So far, we have walked to La Thai and had a spicy meal at one of their outdoor tables. Last Friday, we had a date night in the courtyard at Martinique Bistro. It was so romantic and beautifully lit and perfectly delicious!
Mommy and Daddy have been busy making a list of all of the places we cannot wait to take you to. There are so many charming little spots in our neighborhood that we can walk you to in your fabulous stroller. It arrived last week, and we practice strolling it around the house. We can walk you to the park and to the zoo. We can walk to take a street car ride and we can walk to get groceries. There's so much to show you and it's all just steps (or pushes) away.
For now, Mommy and Daddy are trying to enjoy each and every moment we have together before you join us. It's not that we're not looking to share our life with you, but we know that when you arrive, appreciating our time will be harder to do. So for now, we'll take a little time out each week to walk and talk and dine together. And all in good time, you'll get to join us on these adventures.
We love you, and we can't wait for the adventures to begin,
Mommy and Daddy
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