




Since we were up that way, Kaylon talked me into a day trip into NYC. We kept in short and sweet- we rode the train in (on which my uncle was the engineer!), walked to Times Square, saw Toys R Us, ate at McDonald's, caught a cab back to Penn station, and took the train home. The girls were impressed by the buildings, but Grace said that the city was crowded. Moira somehow got the idea that it was called "Bubble City" and yelled at anyone that called it anything else.


It had been awhile, but we felt so welcome and loved, it was like no time had passed. I guess that's why it's called family. :)
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