We went to our arranged meeting spot and waited. And waited. And waited. There were over 40,000 runners and we saw a lot of them running past us toward Central Park.
Andrew liked ringing his little cow bell to encourage the runners to keep going. He also liked the fact that we were across the street from a fire station.
All of a sudden, Uncle Neal appeared in the crowd of runners and came right over to us!
As he was running away, he had Aunt Susan and Ben run one block of the marathon with him.
Unfortunately, Andrew's legs just couldn't keep up and he tried desperately to catch them... unsuccessfully.
After Uncle Neal finished the marathon, he went to clean up and the rest of us headed over to the Museum of Natural History. Andrew and Ben liked learning about space.
And crawling inside the shell of an ancient relative of the armadillo.
Great job, Uncle Neal!
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