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I've said it before, and I will say it again, I LOVE NEW YORK!

Don't get me wrong, I love the west coast, too! Sunshine, surf, sand, all good. I've got California in my blood, but I think I have New York in my soul!

We took the boys there to celebrate Greg's eighth birthday (08/08/08) in Chinatown, since in Asia, eight is considered the luckiest number, especially in multiples. Going to China wasn't in the budget, so Chinatown it was. We ate Dim Sum lunch at the Triple 8 Palace (also called 88 Palace) on 88 E. Broadway. The only way we could have been luckier would have been if we had eight people in our group!

The most wonderful thing for me, though, was taking the boys to their first Broadway show. We went to the Saturday matinee of Wicked and from the first notes of the orchestra, the boys were completely engaged, not even moving for the first hour! At one point, Greg leaned over and said, "Mom, I got GOOSEBUMPS!" It was amazing to be in that moment with them both. Afterwards, Simon told me, "On a scale of one to ten, where one is no way, never, and ten was I want to see that again every day... it was about a nine, Mom. That was awesome."

I've said before that musical theatre is a religious experience for me... it moves me in ways I never thought possible. And judging from their choruses of "Popular" and "For Good" and "Loathing," I think my boys are pretty happy about it, too.

Gotta love that.