This past weekend was jam packed with family, food, and fun, and I can't keep myself from dumping iPhone pics all over this blog.
We started the weekend with a visit to my parents' home. JD was anxious to show off his bike riding skills to his Grandpa Bob.
And I was excited to hit up the local strawberry festival.
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The boys had a great time with Grandma, Uncle Anthony, Aunt Amanda, and Uncle Justin. |
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None of the strawberry shortcake went to waste. |
I left the boys snuggled up in their room at my parents' place and went out for a drink with my BIL, brother, & sis. We got a great table on the deck, there was an awesome, adorable band & we shared a lot of laughs. Can't ask for more!
The next afternoon, my mom and I left for a girls' night in NYC. We had our list of shows we wanted to see and stood in the tkts line.
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We scored tix to Peter and the Starcatcher. There aren't enough words to describe how brilliant and astonishing Christian Borle's performance was. The staging, the songs, the ensemble, the writing- it all blew me away. |
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And although he looked completely drained- he was THE NICEST to the mob at the stage door. |
The next morning we slept in super late (wooooohooooo!) and then headed over the the High Line.
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I stuffed this in my face even though I already stuffed myself at breakfast. |
We had such a great time, we decided to make it an annual event- at the least. But I was sooooo ready to get back to my boys and celebrate Father's Day with my dad.
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The boys were most excited for the treats we brought home. |
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However, I don't think they really appreciated how awesome (and expensive) they were. |
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Happy Father's Day, Dad! |
And finally, my baby, who always referred to himself as "O", started saying his full name. He's getting too grown up for my liking!