We return to New York on Wednesday afternoon, for another child model tryout.
Evangeline was chosen specifically by Hewlett Packard to come up for a go-see, so we have to be at the studio a little after 5 p.m. In the past, she's always been selected as part of a range -- i.e., every girl between 4 and 5 years old with brown eyes, or something similar -- but this time, they actually requested her specifically, so presumably her chances of being selected to earn $1,000 for college are a little better this time than in the past.
It would be nice. It's kind of a pain to go to New York -- it takes about an hour to get there by train, plus the time spent waiting for the train and subway, and then actually hiking around the city -- and it's not exactly cheap. Evangeline's now 5, so I have to pay for train tickets for both of us, which drives up the price. So two hours to the shoot, two hours back, and the actual appointment usually takes all of five or ten minutes. It's enough to take up your whole day.
On the bright side, it's time spent alone with her, so I value it all the more. We take a few books and read them if she's settled enough. The first couple trips she was too excited to do much, but the novelty has worn off somewhat. We'll also have to find a place to grab a bite to eat, since we'll be there around dinner time. (Here's hoping we find something nicer than McDonald's, but not too pricey either.)
Before we go, I have to call the gymnastics academy and see about scheduling a make-up class, since attending it won't leave us enough time to get to the studio with a comfortable safety cushion.
And naturally this is the night my insomnia decides to kick in and keep me up.