Central Park, New York City
Lachlan was pleased that his favorite toys, sticks and rocks, were available in New York City. Finn was equally tickled that we saw quite a bit of Micawber, the artist-squirrel that lives in Central Park (a great book with rich verse, by the way.) It was a good trip until they both started squealing like hawks at dinner, after which Finn practically fell asleep sitting up while chewing his food, at 6 o'clock. I guess we did too much? Tell me we aren't the only family to have had little boys trying to one-up each other's hawk squeals while dining on semi-posh Thai food. Ahem.
My ability to connect to the internet (and the time to do so) is limited, so I'm going to sign off until we return home on Easter weekend. Until then!