We started the weekend with a visit to my parents' home. JD was anxious to show off his bike riding skills to his Grandpa Bob.
And I was excited to hit up the local strawberry festival.
|The boys had a great time with Grandma, Uncle Anthony, Aunt Amanda, and Uncle Justin.|
|None of the strawberry shortcake went to waste.|
I left the boys snuggled up in their room at my parents' place and went out for a drink with my BIL, brother, & sis. We got a great table on the deck, there was an awesome, adorable band & we shared a lot of laughs. Can't ask for more!
The next afternoon, my mom and I left for a girls' night in NYC. We had our list of shows we wanted to see and stood in the tkts line.
|We scored tix to Peter and the Starcatcher. There aren't enough words to describe how brilliant and astonishing Christian Borle's performance was. The staging, the songs, the ensemble, the writing- it all blew me away.|
|And although he looked completely drained- he was THE NICEST to the mob at the stage door.|
The next morning we slept in super late (wooooohooooo!) and then headed over the the High Line.
|I stuffed this in my face even though I already stuffed myself at breakfast.|
We had such a great time, we decided to make it an annual event- at the least. But I was sooooo ready to get back to my boys and celebrate Father's Day with my dad.
|The boys were most excited for the treats we brought home.|
|However, I don't think they really appreciated how awesome (and expensive) they were.|
|Happy Father's Day, Dad!|