How many moms get asked to go to New York City with their 15 year old sons? It's kind of like the question "how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?" The world may never know. I do know, however, that MY 15 year old asked ME to go, and we had the BEST time. Seriously, it was like magic.
We saw an "for real" Egyptian temple, complete with engraved graffiti provided by Napoleon's soldiers. And here is Colin and his friend Evelyn walkin' like Egyptians at the Met.
We had a "jolly holiday" with Mary Poppins.
And hung out with Lady Liberty.
She's quite a photogenic statue, don't ya think?
