Not only did I get to meet the bride, cousin Krissy, but I got to meet all sorts of other Kurtzes like Great Grandpa Lou and Great Grandma Gloria. I went to a wedding - love weddings - especially weddings where I can steal away to my hotel room for a quick nap and come back to find everyone still dancing.
I had quite a few firsts on this trip. First carousel ride. First time meeting mama's friend Andrea and her really nice man named Ben. They took some great shots of me - it's hard not to, I know, but Andrea has an artist's eye and she captured all of my many moods perfectly. She also introduced me to Korean food - sooo gooood!
I happened upon my first Pride Parade - very exciting stuff. Lots of colors and dancing and happy people.
The most memorable part for mama and dada though, was how quietly and demurely I sat and ate my spaghetti late at night at one of Midtown's best kept secret restaurants, Joe G's. The staff were just gaga over me - and who could blame them, I was a perfect angel. Then I fell asleep sweetly on the stroller ride back to the Dream Hotel. It's fun to fake out the parents like that every so often... While I did behave myself quite well, the remaining evenings in New York were more eventful for me and the parents and New Yorkers weren't quite sure what to make of our nightly bedtime walk on a Friday night on Broadway... THE Broadway. They weren't quite sure what to make of a man singing a lullaby to a sleepy baby on what's probably the loudest street in the universe. That's pretty cool - to be able to shock New Yorkers. I think I have a bright future ahead.
