Please pardon the interruption of Spain pictures for a couple back in good ol’ NYC. I got home from Spain late last Sunday night and hubs left the very next morning for the west coast. I had him home for an abbreviated version of the weekend before he was off again on yet another trip. Basically, we’ve seen each other for 48 hours in the last three weeks. But who do I feel bad for? Brady.
Yes, the dog. You see, when I was away hubs knew where I was and when hubs is away I know where he is. But all Brady knows is that first his mommy is gone then his daddy is gone (and then gone again). He’s not spoiled right? RIGHT??
Saturday morning I woke hubs up and gave him the pleasure of taking me to the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens. In all the time we’ve lived here neither of us had ever been. It’s free every Saturday from 10am-12pm so we decided to finally take advantage. The grounds are really beautiful, and I’m not ashamed to admit that the kids section kept me entertained for a decent amount of time.
That and the fact that I couldn’t stop giggling because hubs got pooped on TWO TIMES by birds. Oh yes, us New Yorkers love us some authentic bits of nature.