I am SO JEALOUS, BTM. I love NYC. Can't wait until DS is old enough to appreciate it and not make the jet lag too awful. Though he does like a skyscraper... and subways...
Off to the British Museum today, at his request. Shall finely hone our visit, preferably to the less popular areas, rather than vaguely wander. Seems to be lots of kiddy-targeted stuff available. I had planned to meet up with good friend and her son, who is one of DS's oldest friends too, but I think he and DS have had a falling out. Friend is quite boisterous and doesn't quite know when a game's gone too far, and DS is quieter and doesn't know how to stand up for himself. So DS is now a bit scared of him. We'll see them in a big group on Friday, and all should be well.
Further job-based hair-tearing shenanigans. Filled in automated online DBS thingo last night, with information the council had already got, and was sent an email telling me to 'ring this number' to make an appointment. Naturally, the number doesn't work, so I had to negotiate the labyrinthine telephone system. And speak to YET ANOTHER HR person.