Sometimes All You Need Is a Bowl of Guacamole as Big as Your Head

Little dude has discovered the joys of dipping.  His father couldn't be more proud.

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Did you know?

We live right under the presidential helicopter's flight path.  In all fairness, we pretty much live under many helicopters' flight path, but the president's tends to fly most directly over us en route to Manhattan.  It's also terrifically loud (and there are usually more than one), so we always know when he's coming--usually in time to catch him out the front window.

He always seems to swoop out to get a good view of the Statue of Liberty before heading toward the southern tip of Manhattan.  There's probably a technical reason for this, but I like to think that he enjoys taking in the view.  A few years back, the pope did something similar and that seemed very deliberate.  Turns out that really important people are just tourists like the rest of us.  How refreshing.

But, strangely, the last couple of times the president has lingered over our neighborhood before heading out of town.  Regretful that he has to leave?  Taking in the city lights? Just a tourist, like I said.  Of course, there is this.  Maybe it's just his way of saying "love you back."