Steve had to work today, so Sebastian and I took ourselves off to the Stepping Stones Children's Museum, in Norwalk CT. We had visited there once before, when Sebbe was much smaller and it was cold outside. This time, we played briefly in the water play room (always a favorite feature of any kids' museum) before going outside to the courtyard. They recently redid it and it's now great fun. Instead of a fixed playground structure of stairs and slides and tunnels, it's full of big blue blocks and cylinders that you can assemble in a variety of ways, as well as giant checker pieces, soft balls, and brightly colored plastic "stones". It really encourages creative play, both for the adults and the kids!

After lunch and a short nap, we took a walk along the trail with Steve. Sebbe has been watching us kick soccer balls, or dribble them down a field, for quite a while, without really trying to kick the ball himself. Well, today a light bulb went off, and he totally got it. He placed the ball in front of himself, and then got ready, planted a foot, and kicked, and then ran after the ball and kicked it again, and again, and again. Running the whole time, just like a proper soccer player dribbling. He kept it up for at least 15 minutes, getting all red-faced and sweaty in the process. We were so proud. (Especially soccer-playing Steve, who is dreaming of soccer stardom for Seb already...)
And finally, Sebbe and I went for a bike ride along a more northern part of the OCA trail - we started in Sleepy Hollow and went alongside Rockefeller Park for about 40 minutes. Unfortunately, there wasn't a lot of traffic to look at, and one small boy started to get curious about the handlebars. He wanted to hold onto the part where mama holds on, and steer our ride. I guess this is the downside of the front-sitting bike seat. We compromised - I let him hold onto one handlebar. I fear trouble to come.
And finally, Sebbe and I went for a bike ride along a more northern part of the OCA trail - we started in Sleepy Hollow and went alongside Rockefeller Park for about 40 minutes. Unfortunately, there wasn't a lot of traffic to look at, and one small boy started to get curious about the handlebars. He wanted to hold onto the part where mama holds on, and steer our ride. I guess this is the downside of the front-sitting bike seat. We compromised - I let him hold onto one handlebar. I fear trouble to come.