Definition of Crazy in New York...

is to go into Times Square on the Memorial Day weekend. That's like going to F.A.O Schwartz at Christmas or trying to see the fireworks on the fourth of July. But we had out of town visitors, two of whom were scrumptiously adorable nieces jonesing for the American Girl store. The girls had their AG dolls (wish I had gotten a pic of their very patient Daddy with dolls tucked into his backpack), and my son ducked into the Nintendo store rather than be seen among the doll-loving set. Just as well, he would have been traumatized. Lots of pink. When my oldest had one of the early Samantha dolls, they never had all that cool stuff. (note - they do have excellent books and movies for the doll-scoffing set). I only lasted fifteen minutes myself and wandered over to Anthropologie, but there too - wall to wall people. You will never feel alone in New York City on a holiday weekend.