So, this happened. And it all happened in one week. That's including the planning, people!
William found out he had the week off. So then he wanted to go on a trip. But vacationing with a baby ain't easy. People do it, I know. But I'm too comfortable at home, with my routine. So William came up with the idea of taking a kid on a cool trip, just him and the kid, wherever they want, as long as it is in the US. First up was Logan. Oddly enough, Logan wanted to go to New York City. Yeah, I was surprised, too. Maybe it's because we saw Home Alone 2 the other night? Anyway, so that conversation happened Friday. Saturday we were looking at flights and hotels. They left on Tuesday, and they came back on Friday. Phew.
Obviously, I wasn't there, so telling the details of the trip is kinda tricky. I'll just tell it the way I remember William and Logan telling me.
They left from Phoenix on Tuesday. That night, they ate dinner at a pizza place, supposedly the best pizza in New York City. They walked around Little Italy a little bit, then they went back to the hotel because it was late.
Wednesday, they ate breakfast in the hotel room. They went to see the Statue of Liberty, went to a museum, walked around Battery Park, saw the bull ("where people were lining up to touch the bull's balls, mom!"), walked around China Town (where 2 Asian guys were street fighting and one guy almost landed on Logan!), went to a Cirque du Soleil show, ate dinner at the best Italian restaurant in Little Italy (because Logan wanted to go back to Little Italy so badly), saw the big Christmas tree, and shopped on Times Square.
Thursday, they went on a bike ride through Central Park, saw Ground Zero and the memorial, walked by the Empire State Building (the hotel view was so good they thought $160 wasn't worth it to go up to the 102nd floor), ate dinner at a Steak Restaurant that is apparently famous, went to the Blue Men Show, and went back to Times Square for more shopping.
So, it was a busy couple of days for these boys. In the meantime I was home cleaning up puke for 2 kids. Yeah, that was fun. Ok, but seriously, we had some fun, too. We ate out almost every night because making dinner didn't make sense. And we went to multiple playgrounds and bouncy places. Ok, so that's probably how they got sick... Ahhh.
Oh, and while Billy and Logan were away, Logan wrote me some notes. I guess he was missing me :-) One the first one, it said "Dear Mom, I love you. Your the bes and luckyesed mom in the world. Love, Logan." On the second, it said "Dear Mom, your the coolesed and awesomest mom in the world. Love, Logan." On the third, "Dear Mom, your so prety. Your the best persen in the world. Love, Logan." And the last, "Dear Mom, your the generest mom in the world. Love, Logan." He is such a sweet boy. I AM the luckiest.
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