22 Months Old

Can't believe how quickly we are approaching two years old. (Do I say that every month??) Definitely too old to still be counting in months, but definitely not quite ready to say my sweet baby is a two-year-old.

 

Obsessed with the scale. So much so that it now lives out in the living room for easier access. This chipmunk climbs aboard every morning right when we wake up, when we get home from school and again after stripping down for bathtime, then usually once more before bed for good measure. 

Has begun "reading" books to himself aloud. It's so stinking cute listening to his little voice tell stories quietly to himself. And then cringe at the occasionally rrrrrrrrip of a page, though he really does try to be delicate with the pages. Our gentle giant.

This boy still loves to run, be barefoot, and be outdoors. He is curious and loves to explore. If we didn't have to drag him home from the park every night I'm sure he'd happily camp out there.

 

Love you, nugget. 

I bought my friend an elephant for her room.

She said thanks. I said don't mention it. 

Have a nice Friday and a fabulous weekend, my friends!

Leave the gun, take the cannoli.

Took a trip down to Little Italy over the weekend, so Graham could sample his first cannoli.

He didn't like it much. 

JUST KIDDING. 

We got both a chocolate covered cannoli and a chocolate eclair (my faaaaaaaaave treat) from a vendor on the street outside of Caffee Palermo, who was really sweet and helped us pick out the perfect treats for first timers. She packaged them up carefully for us with lots of napkins and bid us buona apetit! Then we went off in search of the perfect stoop on which to enjoy our feast.

Except there was nowhere to sit! Nary a free stoop or slab of clean curb to be found. We kept traipsing southward along Mulberry, until we'd passed completely into Chinatown and found ourselves in Columbus Park. DEEP in Chinatown.

We grabbed ourselves a bench. And Graham made himself a friend! 

From the minute she sat down next to us, this little old lady was in love with G. She laughed out loud every time he looked over at her, she would GUFFAW each time he took a bite and spread food all over his face. At one point, she reached over and took one of our napkins and began wiping his pants when a plop of filling landed on his knee. It was a bit intrusive, but ah well. They were having a grand old time. 

As were we! Super fun family outing. 

L is for Long Weekemd

  Happy Labor Day!

We spent the long weekend soaking up the last bits of summer, though it cooled off significantly due to the storm making it's way up the east coast. Luckily the storm veered further east than originally expected, leaving NYC with zero rain but nice cool breezy weather.

Filled our days with plenty of park time. 

Getting so brave on the curly slide. 

Lazy mornings and lots of snuggles. 

Breakfast and lounging in Central Park.





Still working on our understanding of soccer / foot-ball.
G spends all his efforts trying to pick up the ball and throw it over the fence.
Half the time the ball would fall backwards over his head and he would CRACK up.

Perhaps we've got ourselves a keeper. 

What do you call...

a man with no body and just a nose?

Nobody knows!