Governors Island

Deep thoughts on the port.



Waiting for the ferry. Lucia is in a very weird stage (I hope that's what it is) where she likes to pull hair and just touch people. It was a very crowded ferry ride and she could not keep her hands off of the other passengers. There was this woman with long dreads sitting right there and Lulu kept tugging at (pulling) her hair and touching a few women with fanny packs and other children who were trying to shoo her away. Our efforts to reign her in were not working. One of the women turns around with kind of a mean face and says: "Your child is very tactile." Yes, that's right, she is tactile. I hope she gets out of this very "tactile" phase before we board a plane in a few days.



The Baradarans, plus Jared and the kids, minus Shima and add that little girl in the hat. And yes, I cut my hair.









On the left is a pirate ship and on the right is the statue of liberty.







Trying to feed dad flowers.







Rolling down the hill. Lucia is under Jared.



A two-kid roll.



Walking along the castle wall.

Then we went to battery park and enjoyed some dancing to Irish music:







There goes my tactile dog-lover.





And that was her wounded face after the dog jumped up at her.