Monday, November 9, 2009

Setting up the slide projector

We: watched the ice skaters at Rockefeller Center, saw Hoda Kotb and Kathy Lee taping the end of the Today Show, saw the winter snowflake lights on Saks Fifth Avenue and all the fancy window displays in the high-end stores, climbed and walked and skipped and jumped and meandered and backtracked and ogled, took a carriage ride through Central Park, found Tango at the Central Park Zoo, rode a carousel, met aliens from Mars, visited the M&Ms store and the Hershey store, rode a Ferris wheel, ate New York bagels and New York pizza, rode the subway, high-fived Mickey Mouse and Elmo and Elvis and a duck, spotted a naked barefoot transvestite, saw the Statue of Liberty, walked across the Brooklyn bridge, sat on stoops, and most importantly, saw lots and lots of yellow taxis.

The girls developed a strong affinity for pigeons, which they have declared to be the bestest funnest birds in the whole world.

New Yorkers entirely betray their jaded, uncaring reputation when your daughter falls asleep with her head dangling sideways into foot traffic. "Sir, sir! Ma'am? Your daughter's head...?"

If one daughter manages to lose a shoe at night in the middle of Times Square, the lovely husband will carry her the blocks and blocks home to our hotel. If the other daughter, perfectly in possession of two shoes, is jealous of the ride, he will carry them both.

L's idea of heaven on Earth, if you asked her, would be this M&Ms store.

Street walkers.

Both parties were open-mouthed.

It's good to be King.

It's too bad I didn't get my camera on faster, because her hair was really perfect.

Safety first.

Oh, New York. We would if we could. Pin It


the Provident Woman said...

The things people wear in New York. I love the picture of your little ones head hanging to the side while she slept. So sweet.

I also wanted to let you know I have a giveaway on my blog. Click on the What am I? picture on one of the right sidebars.

cndymkr / jean said...

Did you get to see the Naked Cowboy? He is the one standing there with a pair of tightie whities on, a guitar and a cowboy hat. Truly a treat for the eyes.

noteverstill said...

Oh, Jean, why don't you have an email address in your profile? When are you going to email me so that I can respond to you? (noteverstill AT gmail) I've seen the Naked Cowboy but he wasn't out when we were there this last time...