"Elisa, is the train coming? Do you see it?"
"Oh, der train!!"
And this is how we roll. Who says the MTA isn't fun? Elisa had her blood work done today for her two year visit (only two months late this time!) so we were off to Manhattan to the lab at Beth Israel. I have to say they did another remarkable job getting her in and out of there. The technician was an older woman named Riva who was the same from last time. I remember that face full of makeup so thick you think it's already Halloween and her comforting words to Elisa. If you have to be stuck by someone, at least she has good aim and was fast. Afterwards, we visited the playground at Union Square where Elisa pouted for a good 20 min. before she would leave the stroller. Ah, yes, pay back. But that was all quickly forgotten when we took her for lunch at a nearby BBQ place with a free kids meal and, more importantly, a red balloon. She held that thing all through lunch with her gimpy little arm all bent funny. She wanted to make sure I knew it hurt her, and I did. But luckily, a nice long nap, an afternoon at the park and a lot of horsing around with Papa and she forgot all about the boo boo by bedtime. Lights out.
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