We spent the afternoon today, enjoying the warm sun as we strolled Portland's downtown.
Along the Willamette River, my son and his 7-year-old "Kuya" (older boy cousin) found fun jumping on the square manholes and reveling in their clanging noise. We walked to the Salmon Street Springs, a large fountain of chlorinated, filtered water where the locals love to splash. What little kid doesn't like playing in water?
Stopping at an intersection, Kuya decided to open a magazine rack with one of those free glossies featuring cars for sale. My son watched and wanted his own magazine too. The boys intently read their magazines at the first available park, studying the pages and pages of car photos. I chuckled: "They are probably not the key demographic."
There are the oddities too. There are a set of sneakers hanging from an electrical line close to my sister's home. We pass by them regularly. My son bursts out laughing at it every time we see them."Mommy, there are shoes hanging there." Big laugh
"Yes darling."
"Somebody put them there."
"That's true."
"That's silly." More laughing
"I agree"
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