So Monkey has learned something new. She can toast you at the dinner table!
M taught her how to say "cheers" and clink her glass against yours. It is hilarious and so cute!
Of course, Monkey is toasting with milk....we're the only ones who get an adult beverage in this situation. Besides, she doesn't like the taste of red wine.
What, like I didn't tell you about the time I let her try it? Hmm, ok. Maybe later, when child services isn't reading....
Saturday, April 26, 2008
I like New York in spring, how about you?
Usually spring in New York really isn't all that it is cracked up to be. Usually we go from our winter bluster straight to hot and humid, with no stop in between.
This year, for whatever reason, we have had a couple of days of nice warm weather (high 70s) with plenty of sunshine and little to no humidity. It's been perfect!
The magnolia trees are in full bloom, as are the tulips. The daffodils already peaked, but the violets and hyacinths and forsythia and the wisteria are in full riot. Monkey spends most of our time outside announcing "flower!" and pointing at everything in sight. The green spaces in the city are full of color.
Across college walk, which is the part of 116th street that crosses Columbia University's campus and is now closed to vehicular traffic, the cheery trees which line the walk are resplendent with little pom-poms of delicate flowers. And if a breeze stirs the branches, petals snow down and coat the sidewalk.
Monkey and I went across college walk today to run an errand, and we stopped to admire the cherry blossoms. I stepped up on the curb (lining the grassy area/garden) and held a branch to point out the blossoms to Monkey. As I did this, the blossoms fell off the tree and showered her....she shrieked with delight!
So, I did it again. And again, and again. Soon, you could barely see her tshirt she was so covered! And her laughter and smiles were contagious...other pedestrians walking by would watch her laughing, and smile. Today was my most favorite Spring day, ever.
This year, for whatever reason, we have had a couple of days of nice warm weather (high 70s) with plenty of sunshine and little to no humidity. It's been perfect!
The magnolia trees are in full bloom, as are the tulips. The daffodils already peaked, but the violets and hyacinths and forsythia and the wisteria are in full riot. Monkey spends most of our time outside announcing "flower!" and pointing at everything in sight. The green spaces in the city are full of color.
Across college walk, which is the part of 116th street that crosses Columbia University's campus and is now closed to vehicular traffic, the cheery trees which line the walk are resplendent with little pom-poms of delicate flowers. And if a breeze stirs the branches, petals snow down and coat the sidewalk.
Monkey and I went across college walk today to run an errand, and we stopped to admire the cherry blossoms. I stepped up on the curb (lining the grassy area/garden) and held a branch to point out the blossoms to Monkey. As I did this, the blossoms fell off the tree and showered her....she shrieked with delight!
So, I did it again. And again, and again. Soon, you could barely see her tshirt she was so covered! And her laughter and smiles were contagious...other pedestrians walking by would watch her laughing, and smile. Today was my most favorite Spring day, ever.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
A ha!
I've discovered why my little maestro is constantly editing my songs, and requesting a different one: this is what they do at school!
Each day, when they talk to the park, they sing. They sing on the way there, and the way back. (someday I need to hide nearby to witness this, I think it must be unbelievably cute!)
According to Vicki, Monkey's favorite teacher, a kid will start singing their personal favorite (e.g., Old McDonald)....and if the other kids don't want to sing that song they'll either say "no, no, no..." or start singing their OWN song.
It's musical anarchy.
Each day, when they talk to the park, they sing. They sing on the way there, and the way back. (someday I need to hide nearby to witness this, I think it must be unbelievably cute!)
According to Vicki, Monkey's favorite teacher, a kid will start singing their personal favorite (e.g., Old McDonald)....and if the other kids don't want to sing that song they'll either say "no, no, no..." or start singing their OWN song.
It's musical anarchy.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
This one's for you, Heather
Tonight as Monkey and I were in the kitchen, the apartment buzzer sounded. Our sitter for the night, Carling, had arrived.
Monkey perked up (she had been mid-tantrum about - oh - something, anything...) and said, with a big smile...
"Daddy home!"
(No, sweetie, it's Carling.)
Monkey paused. Then with an equally large grin she said...
"Heather? "
(No, sorry, still Carling...)
She nodded, and said "Heather bye bye. Bye bye Heather."
(It was so sweet. Monkey misses her godmother!) editors note - me too!
Monkey perked up (she had been mid-tantrum about - oh - something, anything...) and said, with a big smile...
"Daddy home!"
(No, sweetie, it's Carling.)
Monkey paused. Then with an equally large grin she said...
"Heather? "
(No, sorry, still Carling...)
She nodded, and said "Heather bye bye. Bye bye Heather."
(It was so sweet. Monkey misses her godmother!) editors note - me too!
Sentences
It is fun to listen to Monkey's language develop. She's the queen of two-word sentences these days.
The best so far has been "Daddy hug?" - her way of saying please hug me daddy. I know, seriously, all together now - awwww. Stinking cute! I thought M was going to melt into a puddle of joy and love right then and there on the kitchen floor.
The best so far has been "Daddy hug?" - her way of saying please hug me daddy. I know, seriously, all together now - awwww. Stinking cute! I thought M was going to melt into a puddle of joy and love right then and there on the kitchen floor.
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