Eastward...

 James and I just returned from a week on the East Coast.

It was a lovely trip full of lots of firsts:

James' first flight (which we both survived, albeit just barely).

His first time in one of his mama's most beloved cities (oh, New York, let me count the ways).

My first run-in with a million-plus Giants fans (navigating a stroller through a sea of drunk football enthusiasts is tricky business).

The Riries were kind enough to take us in.

Sure, New York City has some cool stuff, but nothing really beats the Randolph Diner, staring contests with cousin Brandon and sharing Cheerios with Shelby the pup.

We heart Jersey.

 So, prepare yourself for a visual overload.

Because iPhones make it very easy for one to snap about four-gazillion pictures, particularly while on vacation.