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So long, summer…..
We’ve had a fabulous first summer in Brooklyn! There are lots and lots (and lots!) of things to do with kids in the city, many of them free. And we took full advantage! Lots of trips to the free city pool, the beach, museums, zoos, aquariums, boardwalks, free concerts, parades, plus playgrounds, parks, and bike rides galore. I feel so lucky and incredibly grateful that, for the first summer since Natalie was born, I was able to be home with her and Miranda. It’s certainly been a summer to remember. Tomorrow, Natalie goes to school for her first day of kindergarten. A whole new chapter in her life and ours.
If I were up to date with this blog, any one of these events would have gotten its own post. But since I’m behind, I’ll let the (millions of) pictures do the talking….it’s a slideshow, because it would have taken me forevvvvvvvvver to post this many pictures individually. Enjoy!
Adult Conversation
Me: “I need to buy a nail file. I don’t own a nail file.”
Chris: “How do you not own a nail file?”
Me: “Do YOU own a nail file?”
Chris: “No, but I’m not a woman.”
Conversations with Natalie: June 14, 2011
I wanted to share two conversations I had with Natalie today, one that made me feel incredibly guilty and one that made me realize that everything was going to be ok.
The first one happened on the long subway ride home from Madison Square Park. We’d seen a concert with Josie and Tam, then had lunch with Chris and Kary.
Dancing to the Dirty Sock Fun Time Band at Madison Square Park
Shake shack!!!Sitting on the bench on the subway, Natalie took off her shoe. I noticed there was some stuff in it.
“Natalie, what’s that in your shoe?”
She handed her shoe to me and I when I looked up close, I realized that there were about 20 tiny rocks in it. We’d just walked a few blocks and down a bunch of stairs into the subway.
“Rocks! That must have hurt so much to walk on! Why didn’t you tell me that you had rocks in your shoes?!?”
“Well, I didn’t want to complain. You always tell me not to complain.”
I gave my poor child a hug and we had a long talk about the difference between complaining/whining about things that we can’t control (like the temperature outside or having to walk uphill) and speaking up about something that’s easily fixed—like stopping to dump rocks out of shoes.
Later, after dinner, Natalie was getting ready to take a shower and was cold.
“Mom, I need to get in the water right away. I’m so cold I have goose bumps! I even have goose bumps on my butt cheeks!” (giggling)
“Oh really?”
“Goose bumps on my butt cheeks!!” (laughter)
“Ok, honey, enough with the butt cheeks.”
“BUTT CHEEKS!!!!!!!!” (more laughter)
“Natalie, did you ever know that you are a rascal?” (trying to hide my amusement)
“Mom, did you ever know that your name is BUTT CHEEKS?!?!?!?!”
The two of us both had tears running down our faces from laughing so hysterically. I stopped feeling guilty.