The trip could not have been more successful. The kids got to see all the friends and family they had hoped to, we ate at all our favorite restaurants, and we came back satisfied and happy to be home.
With bunnies and dress up clothes, Coco felt immediately at home in Brooklyn.
The living room of Miranda and Bastien's Brooklyn home. Isn't it heaven?
When living in New York I never had to time to look at all the things people posted on the streets. I love this jingle I saw on West 22nd Street.
The bunny hutch on Miranda's roof where Coco and Zach spent countless hours visiting Peter and BunBun.
BunBun and Peter up close. My kids are so used to being around animals now that these two made them feel more at home.
We couldn't go to New York and not visit Freeman's for a meal. It is the closest we could get to home. Literally. It is in the ground floor of our building (where our apartment is rented out)!
Poppy's magical bedroom where Coco stayed.
For sure the highlight of my trip was seeing Coldplay and Jay Z on New Year's Eve at the Barclay Center. I felt so lucky to be there, and it exceeded my expectations even with jetlag! My favorite parts were when Chris Martin dedicated "Yellow" to Gwyneth Paltrow and "Us Against the World" to his kids. He is the cutest.
At midnight, Jay Z, Chris Martin, Gwyneth Paltrow and their kids all came onstage to celebrate. It was awesome.
Caliban, our furry roommate for the week.
Here I am in Brooklyn mode, hanging out at VanLeeuwen drinking coffee. I fell in love with Brooklyn on this trip. It's like the suburbs, only cooler.
I was so compelled to be in this lovely room I had to have two baths every day.
As long as Zach can find a bookstore, he is happy. Here he is at BookCourt on Smith Street - an excellent one. On this trip he told me that when he dies he wants to be buried in the graphic novel section of his old school library!
The garden at Miranda's, in greener months.
Caliban is just so damn photogenic - I couldn't stop taking pictures of her.
One of our best welcome homes was coming up from the F train on Bleecker Street and being greeted by our good friend Leo Villareal's incredible light sculpture.