Sorry if you live in NYC or nearby and we didn't get to see you this trip. I am still running on a limited amount of energy and I couldn't handle more than one or two excursions a day, and it's hard to plan visits ahead of time since I don't know when we'll be eating or sleeping.
Thursday we stayed in Ithaca to cut the trip down the next day. The cast of characters, at one point crowded into one room, included me and Aaron, my parents, Tommy and his minions Thing 1 and Thing 2, Dylan, Snuffy, and Cousin Kay, a temporary boarder at my parents' house who Snuffy barked at the whole time and whose deodorant he later ate.
Friday with some creative packing we managed to fit six of us and Snuffy and associated gear into a minivan. We took out one of the seats and put in Snuffy's bed so he lurked in the middle of the van for the whole trip. We went via Hackensack NJ to load up on some delicious delicious burgers (technically I did not eat the burgers due to the not meat eating thing, but I enjoyed the others' enjoyment). Dylan was good in the car for the first two hours and then broke down into a weeping ball of screaming weepiness for the rest of the trip. We had a relaxing room service dinner in my parents' hotel room. I couldn't resist the pretty shower in the hotel and managed to flood the bathroom.
The peanut gallery attempts to elicit an elusive smile
Much of the trip was dominated by Snuffy's absolute refusal to do his business of any kind on a non-grass surface. He usually poops two or three times a day, but managed to hold out for only one both Saturday and Sunday. We had to take him to Central Park five times during the trip, which isn't that far from Dan and Ben's apartment, but walking him there and back takes a good hour. Then there were so many exciting smells and other dogs in the park that it was still hard to get him to focus enough to perform. Plus we all spent countless hours walking him around closer to the apartment in the hopes that just this one time he would take pity on us and pee on the damn curb.
Saturday we took it easy in the morning. Dylan took her first subway ride. I wasn't there, but apparently the sight of a bunch of men with a crying baby elicited much kindness and sympathy from innocent subway bystanders. Dylan made out like a bandit with new clothes from Lucky Wang and Dylan's Candy Bar. Ben and I got to stay home while Aaron and Dan made a very important trip to procure cupcakes.
Dylan helps Aaron read the subway map
We spent the evening hanging around the apartment, which was really nice.
Aaron suggests that Grandpa D take a page from Grandpa T's book with regards to the burp cloth
Sunday morning Aaron stayed in the city for brunch while my family and Dylan and Snuffy headed out to Long Island to visit Aunt Susan, Jill, David, and Dana.
Dylan meets her Great Aunt Susan
Then she was again good in the car for about two hours before losing it completely. For hours. What a baby. We spent Sunday night in Ithaca and drove back Monday, but not before watching a Flip That House marathon. Good lord people, how can your budgets be off by $30,000 so consistently?
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