September 2011
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August 2011
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I’ve been reading articles and watching clips of the catastrophic flooding in the Catskills and Vermont, whole towns swept away in the course of a few hours. Bridges gone, houses gone, businesses gone, lives destroyed. It’s hard to look at footage of the devastation in places like Margaretville, a little town in Delaware County, and reconcile the image of what it is now with the...
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“Food. There will likely be no delivery of food to your home, and you may be...”
– Brooklyn’s Guide to Hurricane Preparedness | The Awl (via doree)
Milo was being really patient the other day as we finished up a long walk in the afternoon, a walk that was full of stops in various stores on errands. While at the bakery, I bought him a little sourdough twist that had a thin ribbon of chocolate running through it, thinking it would keep him occupied for the next 15 minutes while we finished up our last errand. As we walked down the street, I...
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Lookin’ good, dude.
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A few days ago, Milo and I spent the afternoon at friend Thomas’s house. We hung out on their deck, and Milo discovered Thomas’s Little Tyke wagon. He experimented with it, stepping in it with one foot, then two. For a while, he stood in it, chariot-style, bouncing a little to make it move forward inch by inch. He finally gave that up and sat down in it. Thomas toddled over to check...
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I took Milo up to a big playground in Prospect Park yesterday. There was a ton of toddler-sized jungle gym equipment for him to play on, but the only thing he was interested in was this balance beam.
Needless to say, this caused some problems. He’s not exactly Nadia Comaneci, so I had to stoop down and hold him awkwardly under the arms while he carefully plodded one foot in front of...
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From the mouth of babes...
We were at the Underhill playground this morning, where I was pushing Milo in the swings so he could get his daily fix. A little girl with long blond hair came up to the next swing and grabbed onto it. I asked her if she needed some help getting into it, but she said no and monkeyed into it with some kind of complicated circus-level maneuver that comes so naturally to kids. I was chatting to Milo...
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Our week in Hatteras was lovely and simple. Milo was so well-behaved that I kept waiting for something to happen, some major melt-down in public or some catastrophe to be wrought by his hands, but it never happened. We didn’t make it through entirely unscathed though. I lost my wallet at some point, a fact which I did not discover until we were at the airport about to receive our boarding...
Aunt Nancy brought her dog Lucky with her down to the beach house for a few days. Milo was a little apprehensive of Lucky, and Lucky, being an older dog, was kind of dismissive toward Milo in the beginning. Then Lucky clued into the fact that toddlers drop a lot of food, especially during meal times, and started hanging out underneath Milo’s chair.
During lunch one day, Milo held his...
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We busted out the crayons for the first time the other day. I drew a smiley face on a piece of paper to show him what the deal was. He picked one up and held it in his fist. He looked over at my crayon, looked down at his and then maneuvered the crayon around so that he was holding it more like I was. He scribbled some marks on the paper. Lucien Freud he ain’t, but he grasped the concept...
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I know it’s been tumbleweeds around here lately, but we’ve had a chaotic month. My parents came up from Austin to visit for a week, we did a massive reorganization of the apartment, and we’ve been busy with all toddler-mandated trips to the playground/sprinklers we can handle. (He’s doing that thing now that a lot of toddlers do, I guess, which is to go over to the front...
