With spring and at least some warmth, we opened the balcony door. I brought the table and chairs down from the attic and took up the sled. We did not clean.
Last year, the balcony was nice. NK and I ate lunch out there during the summer.
But this year, we do not have an 18 month old. We have an almost 3 year old. And our apartment just got an extra room, a room where NK can be loud and yell at trees and bang sticks and see the world go by. Our little balcony is a big door now, and a huge addition to our meager living space.
I don’t care if it is not really warm enough yet to open that door every day.
We will put on sweaters.
Let the toddler run a little more free …