The Cow in Central Park

I have passed by the entrance to the Central Park Zoo at E. 64th Street several times without knowing it. Yesterday, I arrived with two returning visitors who knew exactly what they wanted to see first: the cow. Only in New York is a cow more exotic to a three year old than a polar bear.

A New York childhood is a fascinating thing to witness. Grace and Waverly's vocabularies include "cab fare" and "play date." They are toughened by being exposed to some of the busiest streets (and parents) in the world, but also isolated in a place where the most common sights and experiences, like seeing cows, are foreign.