Florida with Owa

The family took a 5 night vacation to fort Myers beach in Florida. Owa joined. He was an incredible help -- a superstar really. Tireless, helpful, upbeat, supportive, funny. The boys had fun too, playing on the wide and white sands. Pelicans and Gulls dive bombed into the shallow waters near us. Obese people stuffed their faces at the yummy breakfast buffet. We played in kid friendly pools sprouting with fountains. Mack isn't easy these days but with Owa occupying Nate, Mack wasn't especially difficult. Flights were doable mostly. A fun time in the sun.  

Weekend Adventures

Weekends during the winter are challenging as the boys get more boyish. On this Saturday morning, we hit Club 4 Kidz, where we met the Karshan girls for fun indoor play… 

…then went to Remy's apartment in Greenpoint for oyster shucking...

…and pizza making…

On Sunday, Mack and I hit a sports bar in the lower east side (two actually, as we got thrown out of Hair of the Dog because the place wouldn't allow kids, then went to 1 and 1) where we met Law and Mendel for fantasy football playoffs (i.e., watch 10 football games at once). Law has a fantastic way with Mack -- the two are sensitive guys who are prone to fighting and over-emotional outbursts. Law also used Mack as a tool for meeting the ladies.

Finally, Mack and I went to Katz's deli for pastramis and brisket sandwiches to go. Mack kept on pointing to the hanging salamis ("yeah, those, Mack... are…hanging…umm.. delicious…meat…"), while simultaneously demanding more pickles.

Schoooool

Aunt Margot who visited last week asked me to record Mack saying "School." It is the sweetest thing.

Nap

Nate fell asleep while watching a movie on this bitterly cold and blustering Sunday -- a first time for this. It's a beautiful thing -- to drift off warm and cozy on a cold afternoon. We wish him many more. 

Mack: "Hi Mommy. Hi Nate."

"Hi Mommy.  Hi Nate."

Group shot

It's rare we're able to take a group family photo. So here we are.

Exit the crib

This morning Mack jumped out of his crib. Nobody seems to know how this happened, including Mack. There was the usual “I’m up” cries, then a real pain cry which seemed to get closer and closer and then there was Mack in our room. Crying.

We have no idea how he did it or if he’ll do it again. The whole thing is one big mystery because all those involved don’t seem to know either. Nate claims he was adjusting his pillow when Mack “hit his head.” Mack says “nyeah” to every escape route we ask about.

Nate got out of his crib only once. We heard a thump and ran in and Nate was lying on the floor. “What happened?!” "I want to sleep on the floor." he said. So he did for the entire night and then never again.