We're heading to New York City at the end of the week to celebrate some nuptials. Not just and nuptials, but family nuptials. My big brother has tricked a lovely young lady into spending the rest of her life with him. Ha! Hope she likes hockey, bacon, and tea tree chewing sticks. Ha.
So Max and I are bringing the kid--after all, what's an intimate garden wedding without a whiny toddler? Far to quiet and civilized, if you ask me. Anyway, we've never taken Samson to a BIG CITY before, and aren't quite sure what to do about taxis and subways and what not. I mean, we understand the general concept. You use them to get places. It's the specifics that have me flummoxed and slightly anxious. Like are you supposed to use a car seat when taking a taxi? If so, how do you get a taxi to pick you up if it means waiting while you install your huge car seat? We could have Max flash one of his insanely stellar calves, but that may get old. Any thoughts?
I think we've got the airplane thing down. Portable DVD player? Check. A hundred little packages of cookies, raisins and goldfish? Check. Apologetic grimaces for those sitting near is? Double check. We're still trying to decide whether we should take a taxi from the JFK to our Manhattan hotel or if we should brave the subway for a 45 minute trip with our whirling dervish and our likely-to-be-too-much luggage. Hmmm. Again, thoughts? I'm looking at you, Maggie, you travel maven.
In other news: it's HOT. Like, lower 90's hot. We're going to go look at water tables after nap time.
In other other news: I spent my very first night away from Samson over the weekend. Long story short: it was AWESOME. I only missed him a lot. More on that later.
In other other other news: the hole left by Nanna's passing is still huge and raw. It helps to fill it with cupcakes.