Sunday, November 27, 2011


Here is Nate on a warmish morning by the East River in Williamsburg. We threw rocks into the water and watched the boats and ferries. We played with a tennis ball.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

3 Boys

Nate and his two buddies from school, Remy and Ronin, got together on this blue-sky Saturday for a hang at the playground on Grand Street. Something clicked with Nate a few weeks ago with school; he gets it, likes it, goes happily. At the playground, the boys scattered quickly when they first saw each other, running in various directions.

Then they got into the play. At the end, they were on the jungle gym together smiling and talking and posing for a few pics.

Then they started singing.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

DC with the Gesser Girls

The family headed down to Love's Folly / DC for a long weekend, in part to attend Sadie's 6th year birthday. After the party -- held in a pottery making place of which Nate had no interest -- Nate and I headed over to the Gesser's place for a hang. Here are the 3 kids -- Nate, Sadie and Mae -- playing in the leaves in back of their house.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Loud! Mess!

In Love's Folly, we attended a "Waterfowl Festival". Nate, Opa and I watched dogs leap into pools in a competition over who could jump the farthest. We browsed hunting gear, guns, etc. I chuckled nervously and muttered to no one in particular things like "Those birds wont stand a chance with you wearing that sweater" or "Look at that, a saddle bag that can carry up to 8 dead geese... awesome..." After, Shana and Mimi joined the three of us, and we went to watch the dogs in action, as they dove into a pond and retrieved fake dead geese from the water, behind bushes, etc. "LOUD!!" Nate said after they shot a gun towards the sky to get the dogs going before they threw a pretend goose carcass into a hidden spot.
"MESS!!" Nate said noticing Ron had poop on his shoe. What a Jew.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Good Hair

Nate has ridiculously beautiful hair. It's jawdropping. He doesn't even appreciate it either. Sigh.