A surprisingly balmy day inspired Milo's parents to take him out for an afternoon of gallery hopping and art appreciation. Snuggled into his new stroller, even the bumpiest side-walk and the steepest curbs didn't seem to phase our little son. He was too asleep to gurgle at Kate Winslet and her baby (bundled into the ever-styley, au courant "Bugaboo") who we passed on 21st Street near 10th Avenue, or to coo at the nice man with the raspberry-clad infant packed into a Baby Bjorn who wanted to know how old he was, and said, "How cute."

We haven't yet admitted to his art history professor Grandpapa that Milo Blue also managed to sleep through a photography exhibit, several cool paintings, three galleries and a huge sale at the Dia bookstore... He didn't even wake up for the woman at the Commes des Garcons store, though he nevertheless may've charmed her.

Mom navigated the gallery-going hipsters and a few puddles, and Dad ported both his cameras and captured pink-sky moments along the way.