After the ferry we went to Brooklyn and had some legit Brooklyn style pizza. Thank goodness Dominos Pizza let us know it existed so we knew we had to try the real stuff. I actually don't think it's that great from Brooklyn or Dominos. I think others feel differently.
I was more impressed with the Brooklyn Bridge. To tell the truth the only reason we went to Brooklyn was to walk back to Manhattan across the old bridge. Kaitlyn was evidently not impressed with the bridge. She thought it smelled funny, or something.
The Metropolitan Museum of Art is always a popular place to go in the city. I think Alex was bored, though.
This is what Patrick would look like to a spider...
Alex liked the baby he saw in the museum bathroom mirror. He was so intent on himself he kept rolling over when Alyssa was trying to change his diaper.
Central park loves pictures.
I am showing here the only look you can get away with when carrying a baby in the front loader. Otherwise people will think you are sissy. See, I look like a sissy.
Alex was really the best thing there was to see in NYC.
Except maybe Alyssa in this picture.
But really there is nothing better than Jamba and Times Square. You can tell we are all thrilled at least with our Jamba Juice. I think it's better in pictures than in person, not the Jamba, the Times Square.
We had a picnic in Hartford where they had these amazing Dahlias and also this patriotic flower bed for my mom.
These are some of the dahlias. I think at Matisses suggestion we were trying to look like fairies in this picture, the kind with wings. I don't think we did a very good job. I'm pretty sure Alex came away with some of this poor flowers leaves in his hand.
One day we went down to the lake to go rope swinging. Some dummies had used our swing and had tied the end of the rope up and it was too short to get back to the tree to swing. That was very annoying, but the picnic lunch was good.
We also went to Boston and were tricked for a little while into thinking this was Benjamin Franklin's grave. I mean, who wouldn't think that a giant obelisk with just an enormous "FRANKLIN" didn't belong to Benjamin Franklin. It was actually Obedia Franklin, not as cool.
Sometimes I feel the need to have some sort of closing comments at the end of my posts and sometimes I don't. I guess this one could really be considered either one of those options since there are comments but not about the post.
1 comment:
It's so cool that pretty much your whole family can get together and do stuff like this. I'm a little jealous. If my family were to do it, we'd be bringing along 21 children with us! We can't even go to restaurants together, although we did go to Red Robin with 15 of the 21 grandkids, the staff looked a little scared.
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