Where the Air is Sweet

I remember watching Sesame Street when I was kid and thinking that I was missing out because pigeons never came to sit on my windowsill like they did for Bert. I don't think I ever even saw pigeons unless we were on vacation.

Today Jett and I walked around the neighborhood (sans stroller) for about 45 minutes. The only way I got him to walk in the direction I wanted was to tell him that if he walked this way we would see some pigeons. He's so lucky - he has all the pigeons he could ever want. Unfortunately that means that I'm soon going to have to come up with a new tactic for getting him to walk in the direction I want.



Later I needed Jett to get in the car, but he only wanted to stand on the sidewalk and look at the car. Then an older couple passed us on the sidewalk and I had the good sense to ask them to ask Jett to get in the car. From the sidewalk the man pointed at my open car door and in Spanish, politely told Jett to get in. Jett looked stunned, but followed directions.