The Road

There's something healing about an open road. A lot of people told us we were nuts to think about taking a 10 week old baby on the road for days at a time, They said he'd act up and we'd regret our choice within hours. Good thing we have a baby that's weirdly beyond calm. The kid slept 99% of the time that we were in the car, leaving Scott with silence and peace to just drive and think, and me with some much needed down time to just read or sleep. Here's what MacPherson basically looked like each and every time the car engine started:

Our first stop was in Savannah, Ga. 

This is also about the time that MacPherson began talking to stuffed animals....

Our next stop was North Carolina. There we saw our friend Daniel Kirby for about 5 minutes, gave MacPherson his first ever swiming experience, and wore some boots. All life changing things really.

 The hairline of a business man is starting to show.....

Look closely to see how our son feels about being changed in a car. Sinner.

Next we drove to Washington DC. Didn't stay long. Holy hotness. I do have to say though, it compares in my mind to NYC. It had the same exact sense of fast moving purpose and great architecture all around. I wouldn't hate living there.

Finally, we stopped over in South Philly, PA for the obvious cheesesteaks. The boy was not impressed-look closely. He spit up.

And now, after a long, precious, heartbreaking, memory filled three weeks away, we are back home, in New York City, where the residents of our fine building are currently boarding a bus for Atlantic City. Bless their hearts.