We took an impromptu (kudos to me for allowing spontaneity to be unplanned) trip into the city even though it’s still pretty chilly here to look at a furniture store we’ve been lusting after. Once off the train and subway, we finally made it to the Union Square area in search of lunch before we dove into shopping. Along the way, we found a small, hole-in-the-wall Mexican restaurant that looked pretty spacious and empty which is key to eating with a toddler. Before our fajita order had made it to the kitchen, Lolo was finished with the lunch I had packed and was ready to roll. Her attention span with high chairs is limited to their actual function. If she’s not eating, she’s not sitting.
I saw signs leading upstairs to their second floor bar which I knew would be deserted at lunchtime. I thought I’d let her burn some energy while we waited for our food. Well, it was her lucky day. There was an entire bar and dance floor at her disposal with leftover St. Patrick’s Day decorations hanging everywhere. Better yet, she could stand on the window sill at the front of the building and watch all the crazy New Yorkers, taxis and bikes pass by. She was in heaven and in her mind, had discovered the real reason for coming into the city, playing at this bar. Who needs museums?
Matt and I traded off watching the bean upstairs while we each at our fajitas alone downstairs. Full of chips and grilled meat, we made our way to the furniture store where it was not as easy to manage the wile gremlin. She managed to terrorize the store for an hour before we decided to abandon ship and head home. We explored two floors of the four floor store but my attention was definitely divided between shopping and thwarting Lolo’s plans of disassembling store displays. Needless to say, she had an absolute blast.
This is her new "smile" for cameras.
High on pure energy and cheap, themed decor.
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