The three of us have had a wonderful couple days in NYC. On Thanksgiving Day, we got up early to claim a front spot at the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. I've watched it since I was a kid, and it was a blast being there. In the afternoon we went to the Rockette's Christmas program, which ends with a moving account of the birth of Jesus. In between we managed to squeeze in a traditional Thanksgiving dinner at Gallager's. That night we went to the top of the Empire State Building, where the wind chill felt below zero. (My kind of weather!) Yesterday we wandered in Central Park and then saw "Wicked" and "Hairspray." Now we're at the airport heading back home. When Matt was young the three of us came here (while, I supppose, my mom kept Megan) -- a trip he's never forgotten. I hope Chris has the same kind of memories a decade from now.