We're in New York

We're in New York.

The drive down was good, despite the rocky start the day had, meaning when Nate spilled my coffee all over the clean clothes I had set aside for the trip. But we made it without incident, much traffic, or crying.

Today we went to FAO Schwartz with my mother, and we now have MORE TOYS. These are supposed to be gifts for Nate's birthday. But the boys like them, so we accept them with grace and thanks. Plus, they are cool toys - puzzles and a tea set.

Nathan is throwing one of his fits at the moment. I am not paying attention to him, you see. Even if I am in the same room - not good enough. He needs to be in my arms. And I must be talking to him and not typing at the computer. I can hear him screaming from here. It's even more interesting because Nick has developed an unatural fear of this fake hedgehog my parents have in their front hall. It's a boot wiper thingy, made of wood. But it scares Nick. And he cried and screamed each time he had to pass by it. Finally I put it in the closet. Now he looks around frantically, as though the hedgehog were going to leap out and attack him if he doesn't see it first. And he still panics and demands to be hald when we pass by its former residence.

We're heading home tomorrow. My mother and Linda are making dinner tonight in honor of us. I would help, but Nate's tantrums keep me from being too helpful, and even if I CAN ignore him, not everyone has had as much practice as I have.