Ruby doesn't take the train into the city (Manhattan) all that often. But more and more it's difficult to keep her confined, so she sits (and stands, and jumps on us, and tries to get down every 10 seconds or so) on a seat and walks around on the platforms. I generally dread train rides for this reason, but I'm sure that too, like many things, will pass.

Here David, as a way to keep her busy, and out of harms way, perched her on a phone at Nevins Street in Brooklyn, as we were waiting for the 2 or 3 train to arrive.