From the Apt Ledge

Hello. 

Spring is finally here. 

Well, more like summer! 

Ah. I am in love right now.

In love with life!

Roommate cousin and I live right next to the el. 

Thus, we have no back porch. 

But, we do have a ledge.

And right now, I am sitting on that ledge.

The rumble of the el comes by every so often,

The sounds of Lady Gaga are playing from below.

The scents of the Bar & Grill and Pizzeria are wafting in the air.

I am in shorts and a t-shirt.

Beautiful. 

Today I made Baby do everything on their porch.

I fed her.

Read Harry Potter -- in a British Accent

Sang some Disney.

Rocked her to sleep.

Laughed.

I sat out there while she napped.

Hmm,

Glorious.

Now that Baby and I can take walks,

nannying is so great.

We try and take two daily walks.

And it has been -- HOT.

But, I love it.

I also love, love, love Baby.

I told her that I loved her,
which I tell her often,

but this time I clarified.
I love her,
but like a nanny.

A healthy love.

Magnificent.

She is getting so great.

Just incredible.

We do this cute little thing,

I tell her to give me a kiss and I pucker up.

She moves her face closer to mine 

and I kiss her.

Winding up with a slobbery mess on my face.

Then she starts to spit her tongue out at me.

And grins wide.

And I grin really wide.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.

(I would just like to add that I managed to spell that all on my own.)