New York

I had been telling her for years now that I was coming to visit.  “Ok, honey, that would be lovely.” she’d say.  And I knew she meant it.  She would come down from the state of NY to visit us here and I would say, “I’m going to come up there.  I am.”

“That would be so nice.  We will have so much fun!” she’d tell me.

Then out of the blue I texted her and asked if the weekend of the 18th would work?  October.  I want to fly up and I’m bringing Emma.  And of course she said YES.

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Emma was more than excited for her first airplane ride and I was thrilled to experience it with her.  Thankfully, we had no problems at all and the pilots on the first flight even let her see inside the cockpit.

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Gram was there waiting for us when we arrived in Elmira and what a fun, relaxing weekend we had.  I am so thankful that I was able to finally get up there and also take my daughter.  I knew she would love it and would come back with her own memories of such a special time.

We visited with some of my cousins, my aunts, and my very favorite uncle, all of whom I hadn’t seen in about 4 years.  We went for trail walks and drank coffee and Gram taught Emma to play a song on the piano.  We also went by the old house on Main Street where my mom grew up.  She also bought me a garden flag, because that’s her thing, buying me garden flags.  And I love it.  It fits my new house.

Here are some pictures from our trip.

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008Emma hit it off with my cousins right away and had a blast playing with them!

009My favorite Uncle Rusty came by for a visit.

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And all too soon it was time to come home but we didn’t leave empty-handed.  We came back with many lovely memories! And a garden flag, too.

 

 

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