We went to New York for my birthday and, as usual, the weekend was jam-packed. Friday night we celebrated at a great Italian restaurant where Allison made herself at home by playing with the hostesses and throwing her pasta on the floor. Saturday, my mom and I took Alli to get her summer wardrobe and she showed her gratitude by ripping all of the neatly piled clothes onto the floor, terrorizing the other children and throwing tantrums. Later that night, the rest of my family came over for an appetizer party with cake. (Because who needs dinner when you can have a plethora of finger foods and an obscene amount of shrimp?) And Sunday we took Alli to the National Museum of Play after I got my haircut and got talked into revisiting bangs -- but that's another post for another time.
The museum was nothing short of extraordinary. It's apparently the second-biggest of its kind in the country, and there were things to see and play with at every turn. At every level. On the floor, on the walls and even on the ceiling. It was sensory overload and you could easily spend an entire day trying to take in all of the exhibits.
I wish I could say I had pictures of Jerry and I waging a hula-hoop-off. And Alli being broadcast on a TV screen next to Elmo. Or even one of the hundreds of butterflies we saw. Or Alli playing in the biggest sandbox I've ever seen, which happened to be shaped like a pirate ship. Or my mom checking out a display case that featured a collection of dolls she had as a child. Or Jerry crawling under the Mr. Potato Head mountain.
But I don't have any of those. Not one. Because my camera was sitting next to the door where I accidentally left it.
I'm sure we'll go again this summer, but not having my camera slung around my neck felt like I was missing an appendage. Especially because Jerry got me a new lens for my birthday. I took a few crappy ones with my cell camera, but it only made me miss it more.
I did, however, take a few pictures Saturday night at my party.
To thank Jerry for getting me a zoom lens, I immediately zoomed
in on his nostrils. You can't tell, of course, but he was laying down
all the way across the room. My invasive camera powers are stronger!