211 Schermerhorn St. Downtown Brooklyn. Check it out sometime. As feared, the girls turned into melting Popsicles on the subway ride home. Before we even got into Brooklyn all 3 were featuring their grandmother’s classic snore. I was able to rouse the cousins but not Jacket. The G train was jacked so I decided that we should go out and get a taxi. We made it 5 steps outside the station before collapsing. I look up and we are sitting in front of one of the most dodgiest motels I’ve seen in the city. I asked a man passing by what street we were on because Jacket was asleep in my lap and I couldn’t make it any further. I realized then that I looked crazy and homeless. Fortunately, money fixes everything and I had a car service for us in 3 minutes. The driver even helped me carry one of the girls. Maybe I should have brought a stroller?

211 Schermerhorn St. Downtown Brooklyn. Check it out sometime.

As feared, the girls turned into melting Popsicles on the subway ride home. Before we even got into Brooklyn all 3 were featuring their grandmother’s classic snore. I was able to rouse the cousins but not Jacket. The G train was jacked so I decided that we should go out and get a taxi. We made it 5 steps outside the station before collapsing.

I look up and we are sitting in front of one of the most dodgiest motels I’ve seen in the city. I asked a man passing by what street we were on because Jacket was asleep in my lap and I couldn’t make it any further. I realized then that I looked crazy and homeless. Fortunately, money fixes everything and I had a car service for us in 3 minutes. The driver even helped me carry one of the girls.

Maybe I should have brought a stroller?

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