Becky's niece, Aja, let us stay with her when we were in NYC. She and her husband Kipp, live in the financial district about two blocks from the World Trade Center. This is the view she has from her apartment. Can you imagine eating dinner and looking at this every night? Here we are eating pizza...
This was taken from the very top of her apartment building. It's through a window so it's not that clear. We didn't even bother going to the Empire State building because we thought this view was good enough.
I realized that most people don't live on the ground in NYC. Most people live in the air. It baffles my mind.
No drive-thru's in the city but we did notice that McDonald's delivers!
This next picture is Aja's son (I stole it from her FB page). He's the cutest kid! He's 5 years old and goes to kindergarten. His school is in a city building, not a designated school. I was impressed with his street smarts. He rides his scooter all over the city. He knows where to go and he's an ace on the subway. His experience growing up is totally different than my kids.
Now, just a couple of family updates....
Kate is finally walking. I love watching her wobble along. She is infatuated with spoons and always has to have a spoon (or 5) in her hands.
Claire loves dolls. She holds them and hugs them as though they are real babies.
Last night she kept crying. We just thought she wasn't feeling well. This morning I was changing her diaper she showed me her wrist. She had a small elastic around her wrist. She must have taken it off her hair and put it through her hand. Anyway, her wrist was black and blue from the elastic and her hand was totally swollen! Poor girl. Who would think to check her hand when she's crying in the middle of the night? The swelling finally went down by the evening and she seems fine. Note to self: take elastics out of babies hair before going to bed.
(my picture taking skills are really crappy)
This was taken from the very top of her apartment building. It's through a window so it's not that clear. We didn't even bother going to the Empire State building because we thought this view was good enough.
I realized that most people don't live on the ground in NYC. Most people live in the air. It baffles my mind.
No drive-thru's in the city but we did notice that McDonald's delivers!
This next picture is Aja's son (I stole it from her FB page). He's the cutest kid! He's 5 years old and goes to kindergarten. His school is in a city building, not a designated school. I was impressed with his street smarts. He rides his scooter all over the city. He knows where to go and he's an ace on the subway. His experience growing up is totally different than my kids.
Now, just a couple of family updates....
Kate is finally walking. I love watching her wobble along. She is infatuated with spoons and always has to have a spoon (or 5) in her hands.
Claire loves dolls. She holds them and hugs them as though they are real babies.
Last night she kept crying. We just thought she wasn't feeling well. This morning I was changing her diaper she showed me her wrist. She had a small elastic around her wrist. She must have taken it off her hair and put it through her hand. Anyway, her wrist was black and blue from the elastic and her hand was totally swollen! Poor girl. Who would think to check her hand when she's crying in the middle of the night? The swelling finally went down by the evening and she seems fine. Note to self: take elastics out of babies hair before going to bed.
(my picture taking skills are really crappy)
3 comments:
I have a friend from Manhattan. She asks me questions like, "do you really have to drive to get milk?" and "can you really wear sandals all day?" She is afraid to wear open toe shoes in the city.
Beautiful view.
I wish there was a list of things to remember when raising kids. Just when you think you've got it down...
Staying with someone in NYC is the way to go! On our trip there, we kept laughing that we were maintaining our $85/hour burn rate. Pricey trip. But what a great place!!
good heavens! You've no idea what to prepare for, do you.
When are you coming back? We didn't get enough chit chat time.
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