We have some very good friends visiting us from Seattle this week with their one-year-old son. R absolutely loves having a little buddy around. She chases him all around the apartment and is constantly asking about him when he's out of eye-sight. Actually, she keeps asking for "baby daddy", which for a while we thought referred to his dad, our friend, but we've since realized that this is just the name she's given to the little guy. Who knows why.
We spent yesterday afternoon roaming the cars at the New York City Transit Museum, an absolutely perfect spot for two rambunctious toddlers. The kids had a blast running through the cars, climbing on the seats and harassing the resident cat.