Sunday, April 25, 2010

Itinerary for almost one- year- old on a warm, Spring Saturday in the city: wake up, eat, put up a resistance while getting dressed, out to the neighborhood playground, watch Papa play soccer with his friends, home for lunch and nap, train down to 59th,
a stop at the ice cream truck,
enter Central Park and walk to the playground, work on some climbing and descending skills,
meet some other almost one- year- olds, spend some time yanking toys out of their hands and then toddle away while giving them a "well, maybe you should learn how to walk too" look, fall down a few times, swing, get in the sandbox just long enough to fill shoes and ears with sand, leave the playground, intently watch some musicians perform a couple of songs,
put the same item in and out of the diaper bag about 100 times while Mom and Papa chill on a blanket, flirt with the woman sitting nearby, pretend to talk on the phone,
watch a pick-up game of soccer with Papa,
fall asleep in the stroller while being pushed up Central Park West, wake up just in time for a first hamburger* tasting,
efficiently ask for more burger with a little pointing finger, walk through a street fair, buy a hat,
ride train home, bathe, resist the pajamas, exhibit some crazy, "I'm overtired" behavior, sleep, sleep, sleep.

*Is it fair that his baseline burger, by which he will have to compare all others, is a Shack Burger? Or maybe I should say, is this fair to all other burgers?




Saturday, April 10, 2010

Dear Little Plane,


Thank you for getting my parents here safely. Thank you for turning a 9 1/2 hour drive into a 3 hour flight. Thanks for making my dad say that he never disliked New York, he just wasn't fond of the drive. Thank you for a wonderful weekend.
~Britney





Just for fun...
Below is a picture of Ezra's first outing to
the Brooklyn Bridge (2 days before he was born).
I can't believe this was less than a year ago!