Well, when our fun-filled Saturday was over, we still had most of Sunday to spend in the city.
After, once again, housing the breakfast buffet, we headed out. We had decided that we'd keep the day pretty Playette-centric.
First stop, FAO Schwarz.
It was a long walk from our hotel to there, so it was a welcome surprise to come across a market all down 6th Avenue. We stopped at a couple of places, drooled over some of the food being sold (only not partaking because we had just eaten) and ended up with new sunglasses for the bigger two of us. Five dollar bucks for mine. And they're cute. Score!
We eventually made it. I was whooped. Playette was rearing to go.
Check her out. This makes me laugh. "Dreeessss. Dreeessss. Dress! Cheese. (strike a pose)"
I have no idea who taught her that little pointed toe move, but she likes it. A lot.
Once we moved past the dresses, I just kept the camera rolling because she was funny to watch as she explored.
Don't worry. I went back and put everything back.
When I found my fam again, they were here:
Playette and I got down to our socks right after this and did some horrible big piano playing of our own for a while.
We thought about purchasing the floor model for the low, low price of $250K, but decided that eventually owning a home might be the more fiscally responsible option.
We are such dillhole killjoys.
To get the festive mood back, we played around some more before heading over to Rockefeller Plaza to tour an exhibit on education...
...back to Times Square for a Thai food lunch, people watching...
...and, finally, the pièce de résistance:
My little cell phone camera does this lighted mammoth no justice. Playette was excited as we stood in line (translation: she thought she was too good to wait and tried to bust ahead) and quickly pointed out the car with "Lala" on it.
That stumped us. We kept looking and looking, seeing Dora, well, nowhere.
Finally, I spotted her. Way up at the top, in the tiniest corner of a Nickelodeon-themed car. I can't believe this kid is supposed to need glasses. She wasn't wearing any at the time. Hm.
So, lucky us, for the next 15 minutes, we got to hear "Lala! Lala!"
And of course it's first come, first served. You can't just want "Lala" and get her.
I felt really bad by the time we boarded and missed it by one. She had to watch "Lala" go round and round in front of us the entire time. Womp, womp.
BD and I were ok with what we got though. What self-respecting child of the 80s wouldn't want to rock the Mystery Machine?! I mean, really.
They got a really cute picture of all of three of us in the ride, but, uh...it would have cost more than our lunch so...sorry.
It was another great day. We left there, grabbed our bags from the hotel, I went to get some bagels to bring home, we boarded the bus, and actually had a really decent ride back home.
And that's all I have to say about that.
Now that's it's a week past our local Buddy Walk, I hope I can get that in sometime soon, before we head to our third and final for the year.