We heard about a fun Halloween festival for kids, on the grounds of the oldest house in New York. So we jumped in the car and drove down Clarendon Road into East Flatbush.
Turns out the oldest house in New York is now squeezed between an auto body shop and a car wash. Who woulda thunk?
But they have a nice few acres. Elliot plucked some cherry tomatoes and ate them, so that was fun.
The highlight of the afternoon was face painting. He was remarkably cooperative; I think it was because he had a dry hot dog bun in his lap to eat.
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