Brittney’s brother Jeff broke in our guest room with his wife and two oldest kids on the way to visit Nonna & Papa in Russia. We had fun sharing our favorite NYC foods with them and riding the train into Manhattan.
Julie loved holding hands and sharing her stroller with the big girls.
We took them to the Museum of Modern Art, where we had gelato (not ice cream, as Mr. foodie Max pointed out) in the sculpture garden, played in the Movement Art Lab, and showed them some of our favorite paintings.
First Broadway show for the girls. Julie was supposed to be napping and was devastated when everyone went in without her, saying ‘I am not too little!’ over and over. I ended up taking her into the second half, and she was a pretty good audience member, just a little too much commentary on how the show (Cinderella) was just like a Minnie Mouse book we have.
Pizza! They brought the kids dough to play with and make monkeys out of.
The highlight of our cultural experiences was probably the M & M store, though Julie was scared of the giant one (even after her cousins demonstrated they could knock it over with hugs). Now when we see big animals at the zoo etc. and she says they are too scary she always adds ‘like the green one’)
Times Square on our way back to the train station.
