Union Square... Ronan-style

Ha ha, just had to post about our afternoon! Zara lived up to our expectations and our memories of the Spanish Zaras. But only 10 minutes into our visit, Ronan declared that he was nearing his limit. So I took him out of his stroller so he could whine and fuss in my arms. Bought 3 items in record time. Then zoomed downstairs to check out the men's section... Which is where Ronan had an audible, multi-part explosion in Christian's and then my arms.... Then we realized it was feeding time. What to do with a hungry, poopy baby in the middle of Union Square? Find the cleanest, closest bathroom, of course! And that would be... Saks. We christened the Saks bathroom with a poopy diaper and breastfed Ronan for half an hour in the men's section, before perusing the Ermenegildo Zegna ties and custom-made shirts. Not bad for one of our first public "baby needs sessions"!