We spent a grand short week in New York City over Thanksgiving doing as much as possible. Lots of walking through the streets with an awake (and an asleep) Eli.
We were protected by New York's finest.
No pastrami on rye yet for Eli. But soon.
Experiencing Zabar's the day before Thanksgiving. Not for the faint of heart.
Eli took his first plane trip during Thanksgiving, flying from Raleigh to New York. Mom and dad spent days trying to figure out how to pack for the journey but thankfully almost all the scenarios we tried to plan for never came to pass. Even on a small commuter jet (ERJ) on mom's lap Eli was a champ.