the big apple

Oscar went to New York City to check out the Brooklyn Bridge, get a crush on his Auntie Lane and fall asleep on the subway in the most adorable, heart-melting way possible. He was a total champ---didn't even mind sleeping in sister's itsy bitsy kitchen---and took to city life like a champ. He's a mover and a shaker.

If I still blogged like I used to (which I keep trying to do but this habit has been replaced be a five-month-old bundle of love; go figure), I would also tell you about the fresh lemon shave ice I had at the Brooklyn Flea, the deep chocolate with a spicy after-kick at Il Laboratio del Gelato, the guilt I felt upon indulging in a creme brulee donut at Doughnut Plant, and how I enjoyed browsing the gift shop when the folks at the Tenement Museum said it wasn't a good idea to bring in an infant on such a humid day. And also, falling in love again with the black and white at Lenny's and walking loops at Riverside Park because sister and bro-in-law plan entire days around what treats we can have on the way. They're good hosts like that.

Unfortunately, my little camera-that-could is totally dying. This light leak is one I didn't want, and left me with sub-par images. On the bright side, you can still see that Oscar's baby blues are getting lost in his cheeks.

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