I was so happy to see that street sign
Rain be gone--it was gorgeous, sunny, and breezy!
Poor Blakely is missing her friends. I know this because she talks about them longingly all day. She tried to engage every kid she met in the park. No one took her bait. Poor kid.
She would NOT wear her shoes. It was killing me. I saw a couple of other kids playing with bare feet, but it just seemed like a bad idea, on account of all the dirty needles hiding in the grass. If she contracts hepatitis c, we'll know I'm to blame. It was either the shoeless day in the park, or when she licked the subway pole on the way home. ~~Shiver~~
We soaked up the sun before heading back to the hotel for her first real nap in 3 days. B has been a total trooper!
I have to say--the men in NYC are second to none! They were so helpful throughout the day. They offered to help carry my stroller down subway stairs (heaven help people in wheelchairs--I have no idea what they would do in this city) they held doors for me, and they gave up their seats for me on the subway time and time again. I'm so impressed! I also see a ton of them waiting for their ladies at stops with large bouquets of flowers. SF men--take notes!
I grabbed lunch at a tasty little restaurant called Cosi. I would say it's the Panera of the east coast, but they also have Panera here. So I will just say that they have delicious salads, and a tasty grilled cheese for kidddios. Ashley and Brooke would love this place.
Once Lancer got back from Toronto, we walked around the waterfront in Jersey City. Look at that view!
This one is even better for obvious reasons
Along the way, we stopped and tried a pre-dinner milkshake from the Mister Softee truck. SO DELICIOUS. I had low expectations, but this was a tasty treat. B learned the word milkshake in a hurry.
We took the train over to check out Hoboken, which is a fun little college town in NJ. We settled on a restaurant that boasted Chinese, Thai, and Japanese food. Sign me up! I got the pad thai and sushi, and Lancer got the mango chicken. It was all delicious.
We are having so much fun with our urban adventures. We're going to hit the American Doll store tomorrow, which is more for me than Blakely. I had to resist the urge to make reservations for tea with her dolls. I need to continue resisting buying her a set of Bitty Twins, even though they're the cutest thing ever.
Pigtails and argyle may just be my personal kryptonite. Must. Not. Buy.
On an unrelated note, the women of NYC seem to have disdain for my Barn Wear, which could account for their kids snubbing B at the park. In better news, the women of New Jersey seem to eye it with jealousy and glee. I'm sure it has to do with the rhinestones. Staying classy in Jersey is what I'm all about!
