Carter and I arrived home on Friday afternoon. We were originally scheduled to fly back Thursday evening, but I realized that trying to get a 2-year-old, our luggage and a car seat all downtown on Thursday morning was overly ambitious. Changing our flight to Friday allowed us to pack more leisurely and to depart directly from Patrick & Kirstin's place. It also allowed us to have dinner with Cecily, Mark, Allie and Amy.
We managed the commute just fine (thanks, in large part to Kirstin's help and my colleague lending us a stroller), but I would not want to have that long of a commute (1+ hrs each way) on a daily basis.
Carter had a rough time with the daycare the last two days. He was fine the first two days, but I think by the third day he was starting to think this trip to NYC might be permanent, and he communicated his displeasure by being heart-wrenchingly upset at daycare drop off. Therefore, I did what any reasonable mother would do and bought him a delicious cupcake at the end of the last day.
We managed the commute just fine (thanks, in large part to Kirstin's help and my colleague lending us a stroller), but I would not want to have that long of a commute (1+ hrs each way) on a daily basis.
Carter had a rough time with the daycare the last two days. He was fine the first two days, but I think by the third day he was starting to think this trip to NYC might be permanent, and he communicated his displeasure by being heart-wrenchingly upset at daycare drop off. Therefore, I did what any reasonable mother would do and bought him a delicious cupcake at the end of the last day.
We had a good time, and we are both happy to be home.
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