I was washing muddy goat hoof prints out of my daughter's dress in the sink of a public bathroom in Manhattan when it struck me that this particular activity hadn't been mentioned in any of the guide books. Nor had serenading turtles, identifying farm animals by smell, climbing through waterfalls, watching honey bees either swarming or bearding, nearly getting mugged by a squirrel (Yes, again!) or riding bunny rabbits. Maybe I was reading the wrong guide books?
We hit the Big Apple, and like Ol' Blue Eyes, we did it our way.
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