so many choices

raising kids in manhattan is totally my dream come true for so many reasons. but on friday afternoons before my boco weekends i guess i'm most grateful for the 600 million things there are always are to do.

yes, there's the regular family, chill-at-home stuff... like homework and chatting and singing along to music and chores and dancing and laughing and bickering and sleeping late and reading books and bo has art class on saturday (there are three classes for 8 - 12 year-olds every weekend at the art students league on 57th street: they're a month-to-month commitment, they're cheap, they're great), and co does soccer on sunday.

but in addition to all THAT, every weekend we have the option of a movie (in this case, we're so going to "dreamer"), museums (moma has two cool-sounding exhibitions that just opened--safe: design takes a risk and the elizabeth murray show--but they run through to january, so we'll probably wait a bit), chelsea galleries, tons of restaurants to try (we're going to check out dinosaur barbecue on 131st and 10th on saturday), goofing around soho's high-end stores (and, always, a stop at kid robot, on prince. and a truffle at vosges, on spring. and usually
an empanada at ruben's, on broome), on and on and on.



basically? if you or your kids are bored in this town, you need to get out more.