I've been to New York a few times now. The rule of thumb I've always gone by... just act like I know where I'm going, don't monkey in other people's business, and avoid eye contact on the subway. But this time was different... Not that I got in other people's business, but they got in ours. Our daughter was a magnet. Almost everyone who saw her on the subway smiled and cooed. There were two women speaking some form of Eastern European language... talking and playing and laughing... baby talk seems to transcend the language barrier. People we passed would point and smile... and many were eager to help carry our stroller (with child) up the stairs. Old people especially would stop and talk ... one guy even gave us a free umbrella when we were caught in the rain. It was truly remarkable.
I will say my daughter is terribly cute... but I think it goes beyond just my daughter. There is something about kids... babies especially... that bring us to a happy place. Maybe it's the innocence, maybe it's parental instincts... I'm not sure. But maybe this is what Jesus meant when he said we must have faith like a child. Whatever it means ... I think we experienced it on the New York subway.
(Click below for a few pics of Savannah's trip... )
