Empire State

No trip to the grocery store with Lewis is mundane.  He has his favorite routines, including a complimentary sugar cookie and a chat with the lobsters.

Our next stop was the library.  Based on my first impression, I was expecting a quaint place.

Nope.  This library had digital books for Lewis to read, including one of my most very favorite books ever.  For the record, Lewis knew exactly what to do.

We all met up at Neon Sushi.  We have some favorite routines there, also.

Papa and Steve always order exotic sushi rolls.

Kyle and Mom were adventurous.  Not so much me.

I know what I like.

After lunch, some of us visited the Empire State Aerosciences Museum.  Folks, I have a new favorite place.

I could have spent all day long here.  Camille was quite knowledgeable, too.  She taught me a few details about December 7, 1941, that I didn't know.

Kyle and I studied the planes.  And there were lots.

Steve and I had a long discussion about this plane.  After some pointing and explaining, I finally grasped that the front of this plane is facing right in this photograph.  Look closely, and you'll see the propellor in the back.

I wanted to read every single caption, look at every single exhibit.

For many reasons, I loved this place.

After arriving home, I spied this wind chime Camille had made.

The mail had arrived.  Kyle tried to act surprised, but he and I both knew what this belated birthday gift was.

We had actually checked out a pass for the museum at the library.  We also checked out this game.  Camille challenged me to several rounds.  Fortunately, it's a collaborative game, so the fun is in playing together.  And twice, losing together.

Adele and I had just enough time to get this puzzle together.

And then we were off -- to the pool!

The week has been rainy and wet, but somehow being in a pool is completely different.

Kyle can stand on his head.

So can Camille.

We got home just in time for dinner.

Janet had made a delicious family recipe.  This soup had lots of ingredients, but the beets were my favorite.

Papa regaled us all with his infamous beet story, but not before telling us how he acquired the scar on his forehead.  Everyone paid very close attention.  I was surprised kids laughed, because it's not a funny story.  But then I found myself laughing, too.

Fortunately, I was able to help illustrate.

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