My sister Erin had some flight credits to use and so she used them to see me (and piper jane and jake too, I guess). It was a very stress-free trip seeing as how they decided to stay in a hotel the days we were working. I wish we could see each other more often. I always dream of having family live in my city. I don’t even remember what it’s even like to be near family! I guess I’ll have to move back to Georgia if I want it, because none of my siblings seem to care about me or my life***.

So, Erin trip….Where were we. Yes, the PIPtures! Don’t let this first picture fool you. At first you might be like “this is just your ordinary pipture of a Pip and uncle box monster”. But you’d be very wrong. Number one, look at Piper Jane’s creepy-ish elbow lean. Isn’t that diable? <-can we start saying diable? With this arm lean and eyebrow raising, you’re not sure if it’s a pip or if it’s a used car salesman that is going to make a special deal just for you if you don’t tell any of your friends. Number two is that she is holding a princess birthday card that Grandma Susan sent her. Piper Jane loves this card.

Erin has a gift of making children love her. Pippy hasn’t seen her in over a year and she was doing her little scoot/crawl over to her with no coaxing at all. I have never really seen her leave me for another person before. I got jeal. (what? You’re not jeal when your kid prefers others?)

Pipsey crawled under this chair to get her princess card. You can see her guarding hand on it protectively. Alls I wanna say is this, nobody told Piper Jane to like Princesses. She just does. Little girls like princesses even when they aren’t influenced to like them. I have never bought Pip anything pink, princessy or girly, but the P, P or G’ly stuff she has is her favorite. Isn’t that weird? How does she know she is supposed to like princesses when she doesn’t even know what a princess is or does? How phylosophical am I tonight? They say Reagan Breinholt does her crosswords with a pen (guess the song I’m referencing).

After our Pippy visit, we went home and ordered Indian food and had a rooftop picnic. I wish so badly I could say Pipnic. One day I will say Pipnic. Back to this….I complain about our neighbors and neighborhood, but this picture is rad, and it makes me apreciate what a cool place I live in dispite my inconsiderate neighbs.

We spent that evening on the Lower East Side with some friends. It was fun to go dancing like old times. Jake pooped out and stayed home with his blanky and sippy cup and baby einsteins dvds.

This is for all those times that my three sisters in atlanta post pictures on facebook of themselves doing sisterly things without me. How bad does it sting, Jody and Kelly? It doesn’t sting does it…

My above shoes are from madewell. I get asked often about them. They are the most comfortable shoes since sliced shoes? No? That’s not a thing? Well, I love these shoes so much. I have kissed them.

Renegade Art show the next day in Brooklyn. Also some frozen yog’s and a little thrifting. I got a dress, but nothing from the show even thought I wanted a clock real bad.

Tuesday morning we went to see Piper Jane. I’m so glad because she was really sleepy the first night we went. She was much more her usual personality and we all peed. You know, laughing.

A Pippy/uncle box monster snuggle-fest. Nevermind that there is a felt tree sticking out of Pip’s romper. Just a little weird. Nothing to see here…

JR got a little motion sickness on the drive up so when we got there he wanted to lay down for a bit. Erin got snuggly with him and Piper Jane left MY LAP to crawl over and join the snuggs. Again, she has never done that! She immediately got to work tapping Erin’s face. We all know Pipers like to tap. We don’t really know why they like to tap, they just do. It’s like this….Jake feels like he needs to run a certain number of miles per week, I feel like I need to spend a certain amount of dollars per week, Piper Janes feel like they need to tap a certain amount of things per second. Does that make sense, class?

That night after I got off work, Erin, JR and I met up at Westville for some dinner. You should all eat there. It’s on W 10th St. It was one of the best meals I’ve had in the city. And they have themselves quite the queen of a host. Even though he was rude to us and blamed us for all of his problems, he was somehow lovable. Then we walked to the Chelsea Hotel where they were staying and talked about life.

Bye.

It is kind of late and I am kind of on one….Sorry if this didn’t make sense.

***my sisters visit me constantly and they most certainly DO care about me and my life. It is just really fun to be dramatic on my blob. well, bye.