Phil, Chloe and I went to New York City last weekend to visit with Phil's sister Jennifer, husband Paul, and their new son, Gio. Gio is less than a month younger than Chloe. So they'll grow up together. I foresee many trips between the coasts (my Parents In Law have a house in Rhode Island, and Paul's family is from near us here in NorCal), and the ability to watch the two "babies" as they grow together.

What will be interesting is the sociological case study of Gio, the city boy, and Chloe, a product of the suburbs. I can't even fathom raising a child in the big city... although I've now seen the little local playgrounds near Jen and Paul's apartment. Plus I realize there's Central Park in the summer - and I'm sure the museums have programs for kids and the like. I just couldn't look at the city through the eyes of a parent. It really seems more like a grown-up's playground to me. So I'll learn about it as they do.

Hey, I've already learned that you have to buy your stroller by how heavy it is so you can scoop it up and carry it down the subway steps quickly, that FAO Schwartz is really just a giant playground, and that he'll always be able to buy any of his cold weather gear on the street for about $5 apiece.