City Day

It’s been nice to get back into our normal routines this week, with school and speech therapy and work. Arthur has finally started to sleep through the night again after getting up at least once a night for months to go to the bathroom (or occasionally to ask for help in finding his “frog” – which no thank you, kid, I’m sleeping). This interrupted sleep thing…it was getting really, really old. So every day this week I got up at 6am to work out for 45 minutes and shower in peace. By the time the boys get out of bed at 7am and our most hectic hour of the day begins, I feel like I already accomplished something.

On Saturday we had a solid NYC day. We spent some time at the Museum of Natural History and explored the planets and our universe. We took the boys to the Hayden Planetarium for a movie on the universe. It was loud and bright, so naturally Arthur fell asleep on my lap 20 minutes into it. He slept while being carried through the museum for another 15 minutes. I’ve always admired his ability to sleep anywhere he pleases.

Then we stopped for a Mexican lunch. The boys stuffed their faces with fish tacos, chips, and guac. The food was delicious. As were the margaritas.

We stopped by Soho to look for a new lamp and then settled for coffee and brownies instead. It was a great day. The boys were troopers. We didn’t bring a stroller, so Arthur walked for the majority of the day. I think we’re pretty much done with strollers; he never wants to sit in one. How will I carry all my stuff from now on?

I took zero pictures all day, except for this one of my Star Wars obsessed boys on the subway ride home:


Last but not least, I’ll leave you with this… We had our first very cold day this week, and Arthur and I had some errands to run. I bundled him up (he was still offended/shocked by the cold temps) and snapped a photo, and then later recalled I had taken a very similar one the year before. And as it turns out the year before that, too. My baby!




It’s finally a proper NYC summer. The kind where you stand in front of the a/c for a while once you’re back inside. The kind where you buy lemonade for the kids by the gallon. The kind where you hit the beach!


On Sunday we went to Far Rockaway. It was really great. And very crowded. It was probably the most crowded I’ve ever seen it there. But we loved every minute of it. The boys had a blast digging and playing in the water. Arthur loved going in and jumping around in the (pretty powerful!) waves with Papa.


After a full day of beach fun, we were all pretty tired. So first we did this:


And then this:


Julian actually passed out on Jeff’s lap on the A train and was not happy when we had to wake him up. Sorry, no pictures; he was in a bad mood. Here he is anxiously awaiting the arrival of the A train. Because holy subwayWe adore you.


We ended the day with tacos at a lovely little restaurant on our street. And because we still had one or two clean swimsuits and the temps are in the 90s, we hit the pool today! I’ve never taken both boys swimming on my own, but decided to give it a shot.

You’re not allowed to bring in any floating devices into any of the city’s public pools, but to the Brooklyn Bridge Park pop-up pool you can. So I had the boys in their swim vests, and it worked out great. Julian learned how to move around independently and “swam” half way across the (small) pool on his own. He was so proud. Arthur pretended to be a boat, so there was lots of honking. Honk honk honk!


We made some friends with other friendly people there and just hung out and drank lemonades.


We headed home just when the boys started laying around…I was thinking they might fall asleep right there! They cried. They didn’t want to leave! We vowed to come back soon (tomorrow).


Yay, summer!