This morning we walked the mile from Jerah's place to our new Brooklyn palace after playing at P-roc's playground for over an hour. So you can imagine how thrilled I was to look over just in time to see my "sneaky cats" licking each other's toes clean.
NYC looked so different from any other city the kids had ever seen and it was so exciting to drive in to Brooklyn across all those bridges. The kids were squealing and hyperventilating in the backseat.
But they had a few questions.
BR: "Do people in NY have swords?" And L. was mystified: "Why is it called new if everything is so old?"