Sunday, May 22, 2016


Today, completely unbeknownst to us, Penny took Milo out of his crib. She read him stories and we slept right through it. She took him to the bathroom with her because she needed to use it, and while in there, he took off his shirt, and she took off his pants and diaper so he could use the potty. Alex's first sight this morning was a totally starkers baby standing in our doorway. 

There was a wool festival at the Prospect Park Zoo, so after breakfast we headed over. The peacocks were showing their stuff:

Penny got to make felted balls and spool knit:

Milo found a petal that was shaped like a butterfly:

Penny carded some wool, and I showed the volunteer how a drop spindle works:

Then there was a sheep shearing demonstration. Apparently a sheep lost a horn, and according to Penny, there was blood EVERYWHERE, though Alex days it wasn't that bad. 
We got home, drank a gallon of water apiece, then headed downstairs to our awesome neighbor's 5th birthday party! It was Star Wars themed, and a great time was had by all.
Both kids were asleep by 7:15, and I am not far behind! Big, big day!

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

mother's day

penny and her babysitter baked pink chocolate chip cookies with two kinds of sparkly sprinkles for mother's day!  penny and milo shared a chair to taste test them

on saturday, alex went to the dentist, and the kids and i went to mcdonalds, where they were ridiculous.

sunday was a lovely day, where we had breakfast with our extended family, then ice cream and playgrounds and dog parks in LIC, then back to the slope for mani pedis!
 also, check out the photo above - milo got a haircut!  he hated it, but it's done and he looks more and more like a little boy and less and less like a baby every day.

Monday, May 2, 2016

Presidential Race 2016

Penny and I were walking home from the library when she saw a sticker on a pole.  "Mommy, that is Bernie Sanders", she told me.  "You like Bernie and should vote for him.  Whatever you do DO NOT vote for Trump."  I told her that there was no way that was going to happen, and asked her how she knew about Trump and whether they were talking about the Presidential race in school.  Apparently they aren't talking about it in class officially, but one of her friends has explained to her that Trump is "mean to lots of different kinds of people" and "so focused on wanting to be President that he forgets to be nice to people."  A group of her friends and she have decided that a kid would make a great president, and maybe a group of kids would make the best possible President.  I explained to her that the way the rules are now, a President has to be 35, so unless the rules change, a kid can't be President yet.  She kind of tilted her head and stared at me.  I stared back for a second and then clarified "AT LEAST 35."  Precision of language is very important with this one.