Are you dying to know what else I've seen on the subway since moving to New York? Then this post is for you!
Today on the subway, I could hear a young boy laughing but I couldn't see him on the crowded morning train. Then I spotted him. He was probably only two or three years old and was as towheaded as it gets. He was against the back of the train car, sitting on his father's briefcase. It was a perfectly sized seat for the tot. And the boost made him just tall enough for his dad's hand to rest on top of his head as he stood there. The boy laughed again when his dad messed up his hair, but then the dad sweetly patted the hairs back into place. I'm sure as to not drop the boy off at daycare looking like a ragamuffin! It was such a sweet scene. Most suit-clad adults on the subway are too busy playing Candy Crush on their iPhones or reading the newspaper to interact with anyone on the train. I could tell by watching them for just a few stops that this father and son enjoyed their commute together more than anyone else on the train.
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