I guess you could say that's true...

We just had a great weekend, taking a trip to NY to celebrate our cousin Briana's Bat Mitzah on Long Island. It was great fun and I loved witnessing the beauty of this Jewish right of passage that is not that familiar to me.

In addition to the Bat Mitzvah we spent two days in Manhattan with a dear friend of ours who has a 17 month old. Gerri's husband was out of town so although we missed seeing him, we had a fantastic (albeit tiring) time with the 3 little ones. The hit of the weekend was probably our trip to the NY Aquarium on Coney Island. Danny was mezmerized by the shark sand loved the sea lion show. The best part was that kids 2 and under got in free, so even though he's been practicing saying he's "3" his birthday is not until Friday so we were hoping he wouldn't bring his age up at the ticket counter. (He didn't and no one questioned his age anyway.)

One of the funniest things that happened on our trip though might gross you all out but I'll share anyway. We stopped at a very empty Den*ny's restaurant on the way home and I guess the many hours of traveling caught up with Danny. Before our food arrived, he started coughing and before we knew it, he was--um--sick all over.

Fortunately we had our suitcase of extra clothes and in short order had him cleaned up. He told us he felt better even though he'd never mentioned he wasn't feeling well. So we proceeded with our dinner. On the way out I took him back to the bathroom where I'd changed him earlier and as he began to wash his hands, he looked at me and said "that's mine!"

"Huh?" I said, "what's yours Danny?"

"In the sink, that's mine from my tummy when I got sick".

Sure enough, in the drain where I'd rinsed off his shirt was a miniscule piece of something of his. (And I might add I had cleaned it out earlier.)

We recleaned the sink and the rest of the trip went fine. I do think that he's taken toddlerhood to a whole new level though. ;-)  Have a wonderful day everybody! -Monica