These Days are Just Packed

Last week was one of those fleeting, end-of-summer weeks where it feels like the whole world slows down to give you enough time to pack everything in.

We took advantage.

As a last mommy/daughter date before school starts and before the baby comes Claire and I went to see Matilda.  We had so much fun (I would say that every single thing about it was fun except that no one in their right mind would call driving through Times Square fun.  I'd also list walking through Times-Square crowds when you are roughly the size of a small car as "not fun."  I'm not saying "small car" in a derogatory type of way either; more literal.  I've reached that phase of pregnancy where instead of seeing a cute pregnant person people have started staring at me in the horror of having to witness my water break right in front of the them.)

We picniced in the front yard 

We welcomed some of our favorite San Diego Friends to the East Coast.  They spent the night here and we went to the Giants game.  We hired one poor baby sitter to watch all 5 kids but we didn't feel guilty because we paid her nearly twice her normal rate.  I'm quite sure that Claire didn't spend a single instant in her regular clothes and since the Moyles left she has asked me to play dress-up with her every day.

We also had our cousins visit for the long weekend and we finally made it to the Roosevelt Island tram (which is fun and which is, luckily, located very close to Dylan's Candy Bar).

And then, of course, there was this.

School starts this afternoon and I feel like this is the moment to say goodby to summer but as it was 80 degrees with 80% humidity yesterday at 9 am I think we can hold off wishing summer farewell for a few days at least.