Loving Husband, the Tax Deductions and I were in the City That Never Sleeps this weekend (and yes, I know it's Tuesday, give me a break). Officially, we were in for two reasons: One, my dad had tickets to see the Jets with LH on Sunday; two: LH and I went to the annual SFWA reception last night. While the hubby was off male-bonding with my dad, my BIL and I took the kiddies to the Museum of Natural History.
You have not seen true happiness until you witness a five-year-old boy staring in awe at an allosaurus skeleton.
And you have not experienced pure hell until you witness a three-year-old boy pitching a fit in the "dinostore" because no, he can't get the $40 dinosaur toy.