So, we had our homeschool group graduation last week. Since both our older children graduated already, we just "promoted" Samuel into the third grade. I never did get the purpose of promotion, but you know...go with the flow...
Here is our son. I know..... the shorts. But see, if you look real close, you will understand where he gets it from. If you look to your right, you will see his daddy. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. No point in arguing anymore. Just sit back and enjoy the ride. lol
So, I was in serious need of a culture fix. So, yesterday morning, I decided Samuel and I were going into the city. Chloe decided she was in a culture fix also, so she joined us. Here they are on the Met's rooftop garden. Behind them, in the clump of buildings, is the Plaza hotel. Can you believe they are totally restructuring that place to make a bunch of townhouses??? Who on earth can afford that???
And let me just say, I am ever grateful that we do not need to ride the subway system on a daily basis. On the way there, it was okay. Samuel climbed the train pole and rode there in this position most of the way into the city.
But on the way back....we were so jammed pack, that we couldn't even reach a pole from any direction!! Nothing to keep us from falling over whenever the train started or stopped. But have no fear, it didn't matter. There were people right up against us on all sides, falling over was not an option. We were all safely packed in.
Ewwww. But welcome to New York.
We shower OFTEN.
And that was our day yesterday. I love New York. Even the dirt and the grime holds a special place in our hearts.
Next time I will tell you all about the realtionship you encounter with New Yorkers, when it comes to baseball.....