How is this for a blast from the past? Time is timeless on the web, right? Therefore I am going to wax poetic about our time in New York even though most of this occurred more than a month ago. Believe me, photos like this should never go to waste!
Despite being stymied by "inclement" weather conditions in the Big Apple, we managed to have a few visits both before and after the storms with some friends. Our first was a birthday party for Grace, Lucas' potential girlfriend who just turned 1 ( I also managed to hit on her while there). Grace graciously hosted her birthday party at the Queens Farm so Lucas and I were exposed to all sorts of new and exciting animals!
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Lucas meets a little lamb |
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Me making the moves on Grace. |
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Grace adeptly playing "hard to get" |
Later, in true country fashion not to be heard of in the Holy Land, we went on a
hayride! There are a few photos from the beginning of the ride before we started moving. But mommy, abba and Zia Em needed all six of their hands to hold onto Lucas and I during the actual ride as I was jumping with the bumps - perhaps the most exhilarating ride of my life!
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Grace with mommy Margo in the distance |
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We had a small taste of autumn before the
hurricane knocked off any remaining leaves |
Later, in the other Queens zoo - otherwise known as Aunt Beanie's house - we hung out with another friend, Brendan. Lucas and I tried to engage him in all of our tricks and baby moves, but Brendan is a cautious baby and he spent most of the time checking us out rather than engaging in our antics.
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Brendan watched me as I admired myself and my reflection |
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Lucas munched on cucumbers |
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Cousin Cris tortured me with tickles |
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