Monday, July 2, 2012

Anticipation and Apprehension

Well, we're getting ready for our first family mini-vacation in over three years:  we're going down to New York City for the 4th of July.  We've wanted to take the kids to NYC for quite a while, but we waited until we thought they were old enough to really enjoy it (and not need our eyes on them every minute of the day, although we'll probably do that out of habit anyhow).  The kids are beyond excited about this trip, even though it's just for two nights.  Safety Guy has been talking about this adventure to anyone who will listen (or even just hold still for 30 seconds) for the past two weeks.

We went back and forth over the timing of this trip, due to Safety Guy's Aspergers.  After all, what could be wrong with taking a young man with social needs, sensory issues, auditory sensitivity and a reliance on schedules on a trip to the Big Apple over the Fourth of July?  But my brilliant husband suggested we get a hotel within sight of the fireworks, where we could watch the celebration from the top floor observation deck and not have to mingle with the millions along the waterfront.  So, that's the plan.  Now, we all know what can happen to good plans, so I'm hoping that this trip goes mostly as we expect it will:  the first night, go up the Empire State Building and then see Times Square, on the Fourth, go for a morning walk in Central Park, then spend the afternoon at the Museum of Natural History, and the evening for the fireworks.  The last morning we might try to get down to the 9/11 Memorial before heading home.

Safety Guy is the most excited about the transportation element:  trains, subways, traffic jams.  He was stuck on the travel timetable last night, so I looked up the train schedule so he'd have an idea how long we'd have to wait for a train, and how long the ride would be into Grand Central.  It's going to be a long day of travel.  The part of the trip I'm least looking forward to?  The car part, where the kids are in close proximity to each other for waaayyy to long.  I still feel like I'm planning for a trip with toddlers:  distractions, snacks, books, games, drinks, anything to keep them from each others' throats and off their father's nerves.

I hope we make some good memories, with a minimum of drama and friction.  Can I get an amen?


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