On Sunday (August 14th- I'm big on remembering dates), we woke up at 7am, which was still sleeping in for me considering I have to wake up at 5am for work as I have been permanently back on day shift since July 4th. I'm okay with that because it makes my days off seem longer. I got in the front seat with Uncle Larry while Mommy sat in the back with Aunt Paula. The drive was about four hours and it seemed to go by slowly, but eventually we got there!
We first stopped at a gas station/ rest area in New York that had a
few restaurants inside. We had to walk through an enclosed bridge with
windows so you could watch and wave to the cars speeding underneath us.
We got pretzels from Auntie Anne's and I got a picture of myself
standing by one of the windows. My first picture being in New York since
I was a baby. Aunt Paula, Uncle Larry and Jessica (when we was a baby)
lived in Fishkill, NY. I have seen pictures and videos in their basement
there, but I sure don't remember it. I really want to visit NYC, but
that will be another mother-daughter trip for another year since Michael
doesn't care to go.
Driving through Buffalo, NY: