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| Snowballs for breakfast |
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| You can't get this stuff in Jerusalem! |
The surprise is me being in NY at all. It was completely unplanned. But due to fate and some work events (not mine), we are here less than 24 hours after booking tickets, I arrived in all of my glory, along with Lucas, dragging behind us our bedraggled parents who looked rather weary after our 12-hour flight.
Because it was such short notice, we succeeded in surprising not just ourselves but Nanni and Aunt Beanie too - and probably many of you reading this blog post! Mimi and GongGong needed to be forewarned so that they could Lucas-proof the house. They tried but we quickly showed them how their efforts fell short on many levels. Its not their fault, it's just that we babies are so enterprising that an adult's brain cannot comprehend the lengths to which we would go to wreak havoc on an otherwise peaceful home.
For the first time ever, we were the family with that baby on the plane. You know, the annoying baby that no one wants to sit near because he cries nonstop. That was Lucas. He ran the gamut of emotional extremes. He moaned, he cried, and then at one point he was so entertaining the other passengers that someone mistakenly surmised that "Lucas must be the outgoing one and Daniel must be the quiet mild mannered one." That was due to my calm and peaceful nature on the plane, as I am en expert and experienced transatlantic traveler already. But the truth is we are both the outgoing, dramatic, entertaining, naughty one at times one each in our own special ways.
Now we are bunkered down for the day in the house because of the snow and miserable conditions outside. But then again, after our 2 to 4:30 a.m. jet lagged pajama party, perhaps it is better we stay inside and close to our beds for the day!
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| Reacquainting myself with Zia Em! |
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