The first week in January, Abby and I woke up way before the crack of dawn and met up with some friends on a Wednesday morning for the five hour drive to New York City. Surprisingly, the drive was uneventful and we were walking the streets of Midtown Manhattan soon after 10 am. I love New York City. I love it even more at Christmastime. Seeing Rockefeller Square with the decorated tree and the ice rink brought back memories of my youth, when my dad would take us into the city to work with him on days like Christmas Eve or New Year's Eve. Radio City Music Hall, FAO Schwartz, and The American Girl Place were all great, but there real reason we were there was to see...

So you see, for us it has been a "Wicked" Winter!
And by the way, DC to NYC and back in a day--no problem. I am already planning to introduce my kids to the once-a-summer Wednesday matinee tradition my mom had with me and my siblings when we were young. If you are up for the adventure, you can come too.