We're just back from a wonderful, whirlwind trip to New York. I loved being back in the city, though it was a bit different this time with Luke in tow. There was no leisurely shopping or late night cocktails. And maneuvering the BOB (our kick-ass stroller; have I never mentioned him?!) around the clogged sidewalks was at times challenging, but still worth it with all of the obstacles! Oh, and we were unfortunately in the thick of the Times Square car bomb scare, which happened on the street outside our hotel. Since the whole area was evacuated, we had to shack up with some friends in the East Village, and they were actually happy to see us -- even when we showed up on their doorstep at 1 am and immediately asked for one of their son's diapers.
Here are the highlights: Luke saw Rockefeller Center, tasted Patsy's Pizza, got Central Park dirt under his fingernails, played with a handful of new little friends, dined/ fell asleep in two nice restaurants in Midtown and Greenwich Village. And most importantly, he met--for the first time!-- his Uncle Bill and Aunt Jeanne, Cousin William, Scout, Aunt Barbara and Unkie Al. And he hung out with his Grandma and Grandpa Duffy. And he visited the Grimes crew, where he marveled at the older boys playing.
And he was a really good trooper the whole way.
Here are a few pics from our trip:
Yikes...can't believe you were there. We had friends staying in the same hotel, same weekend. She begged police officers to release her car from the garage at 1am to get home. When they wouldn't she proceeded to have a mild breakdown. They escorted her and her husband to their car and they safely returned at 4am back home in MA. Not the fun weekend either of you had planned, I'm sure!
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