Saratoga Springs

Some of our best friends live in Saratoga Springs, NY so we were very excited to get to see them and see their home even if it wasn't during the best part of the year. The first morning we were there it snowed a ton so Mikey got to have his first experience playing in the snow. Between the few cold things we had rounded up for the trip and the extra things our friends had, we were able to outfit Mikey enough to jump into the snow (even if it was in purple pants and girly hat:).

Here he is, barely able to put his arms down and ready to play.

It took Mikey a bit to figure out what to do, but luckily he had Hallie there, who is quite versed in snow play, to show him the way.

Oh, and the dads helped some.

My cute boys in the snow. (The moms got to stay inside where it was warm.)

(Cape Cod is next...)

New York City...

We went on a wonderful (albeit FREEZING) trip to New York, Cape Cod and Boston. We got back a week ago and it has taken me that long to finally accept that it's over and to try to resume my normal life. (Well, that is if you call "normal" sitting by the phone and desperately willing it to ring with someone who wants to rent our house so we can move already!)

Anyway...we made 4 stops in 8 days so we moved fast, but we had fun. NYC was the first stop and the coldest.

I know we look adorable and "cuddly" at Rockefeller square, but trust me, it was all I could do to not DIE of cold. It was about 25 degrees, but with the added wind chill it said it was about 10.
These pictures were taken very quickly since we were about to freeze. But at least it wasn't raining, right? Incidentally, this was right before Mikey had his break down. He did remarkably well for two days of walking around in the cold. This was the last night we were there when the wind was blowing the hardest and he just suddenly started screaming. It was so sad. He refused to put gloves on that day so his hands continued to get colder and colder. He wouldn't let us touch them to try and warm them up. He didn't understand why they were hurting and suddenly it just got to him. We ran down into the subway and after cuddling with dad for awhile, he recovered.

(These pictures are out of order) This is the first day when it was cold, but not AS cold as the second. Mikey just quietly said, "burrr" and cuddled with dad to warm up.
Mikey dressed and ready for that dreaded, cold day. Luckily my good friend, Ash, had already for purchased a warm, winter coat for her son for next year that fit Mikey so he was plenty warm (until the aforementioned, hand incident). He has no memory of every having this much clothing on at one time!
Ash and I in her twinner hats getting ready for cold. (It's hard to see because of the black, but I looked like quite the stuffed pig with my belly protruding out of that borrowed skin-tight coat.)

More cities to come...