We are here. I am very disoriented. Probably a combination of being on the road for nine months, being about to leave for a trip to Great Barrington and the jet lag (two hours different.)
One thing I noticed right away about New York is the uncontrollable desire to jay-walk even in the presence of a cop. I think its OK to do it here as long as there are no cars coming.
Yesterday in a very stern voice I told Lula that there would be no more activities except for going to bed. She said "Oh man you're a mean mommy!" That immediately put me in a much better mood.
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