Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Natty Bumpo and the little red lighthouse

This weekend, we sped through NYC, meeting the marvelous Natty Bumpo for the first time, seeing his dad for the first time in 20 years, hanging out with Fred and Emilia at Fred's 30th birthday party, and trying to come up with baby names with Don and Abigail, but not in that order.

In exact reverse order of that, as a matter of fact.

We started off on Friday night, driving through St. Patty's Night to get to Washington Heights some time after midnight. Even though we left Barky in the care of our next door neighbor, I still had to get up and go out at 7:30 in the morning to move the car. What's up with that?

Actually, we spent a lot of time this weekend wondering what our next trip to NYC will be like, given that it will likely be after the arrival of Baby Boy Bradstein, who we won't leave with our neighbor, and for whom 7:30 might be sleeping late.

After everyone was up, and we had discussed the pros and cons of various names--big pro for Don: any name that sounds like a favorite comic book character--we walked down the hill to the little red lighthouse under the great gray bridge.

Yeah, it was a little cold. Actually, not so cold as it was windy, but it was windy enough to make it cold, especially down by the river.

I think the Treo actually froze up down there; I had to reset it to get it to take pictures, which was not fun, since that involved taking off my gloves. Abigail had a real camera, which took much better pictures.

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