There is something special about babies when they sleep soundly in what should be the most uncomfortable positions ever. For example the grandson in his stroller. His right arm should be on pins and needles and his neck stiffened into a permanent crook. But not. He woke up just as nimble and pliable as a rubber band.
In New York just about anything can happen. And while the grandson was being walked into sweet dreams, what should we spy but Spiderman! How fun is that? He was swinging around the barbed wire. How many superheroes have you spotted today?
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