an amazing birthday weekend
post by leslie
We spent the weekend in NYC, introducing Ezra to the magic of the Big Apple. And you guys, he fell for it just as hard as his mother. He cried on the last night, asking if we could come back for everybody's birthday celebrations, and he said he would miss the subways the most. What a kid.I'm just going to post a few random images from our trip today, with more specifics later in the week (way too many photos for one post). But I have two observations. 1) NYC is both exciting and exhausting no matter your age or stage in life, but it is especially tiring when you are toting around a small child who wants to touch every single germ the city has to offer and then quickly grab your hand for safety. 2) It is pure wonder to see all these sights fresh in a 4-year-old's eyes. I was worried I would regret bringing such a young kid to this madness, but instead I'm so thrilled that I did. I took this last one as they both fell asleep after the visit to Top of the Rock. I love it when they do this.