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New York Day One

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We packed up the car and headed for the airport. 







We flew Southwest and they have a policy of no reserved seats. Barb was nervous we wouldn’t get to sit together and there were so many families flying she may have been right! We ended up sitting on the very last row of the plane. Both girls loved take off. Eisley spent the whole trip playing with Lexis. Kaybree loved having so much to do. She looked out the window, colored a book, ate snacks and watched shows. Aspen had some trouble falling asleep in the beginning and because we had been on the move she didn’t get a nap earlier. As soon as she did fall asleep she slept almost the whole flight. The five hours flew by.


Once we arrived and got our bags we learned we needed car seats for the girls. We had planned on ubering to the house and everything I had read online said you could request car seats with Uber in New York. That ended up being false. So we grabbed a taxi! We made it to the house, a cute red brick building with five levels. We ate dinner at the mall nearby and went to bed.

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