But Call Me Betsy

Things we did in Park Slope in 4 hours time yesterday: Headed into Brooklyn. The drive was a breeze. 1. Had a delicious meal at Mimi's Hummus with more food than we could finish including delicious mint iced lemonade. The decor had this cool wall of old black and white family photos. Blurry, yet still glamorous Liz with her mint lemonade. 2. Liz bought a rolling pin at the 99 cent store for $1.99. Pretty much nothing in the store was under a dollar. 3. We went to a nearby stable and petted some horses and JJ rode a pony for $3. All of the horses seemed to be named after treats--Snickers, Smores, Chocolate Chip. Chocolate Chip. 4. Walked through Prospect Park and petted lots of dogs and JJ walked up dozes of concrete steps until we reached the very top. It was like we weren't in the city anymore--surrounded by trees and giant sunflowers. In the distance, you could hear someone beating a drum for a drum circle. JJ, age 2, on Smores. 5. Bought It...

I almost forgot that I took a bunch of pictures from my real camera last weekend. Now I miss Brooklyn. Not Liz or Luke or JJ, just the city. But first, here's a time when my worlds collided. Dan brought Luke in to my work last Friday. They climbed on the Button. Kids simply cannot resist it. Dan and Luke on a Penn icon At the House of Pigeons I didn't capture the whole thing--someone feeds them tons of bird seed every day. Love the scary lion Dan with JJ. Liz with Blue Monkey. Incongruous. Baby at Cemetery. Same day, different lion. Basquiat is buried here--not exactly here, but in this cemetery. The picture of grief This is Tessa. She drools. Dan working on a design. We spent part of Sunday at Brighton Beach and then walked over to  Coney Island. I tried not to think what would happen if you threw up in this thing. Dan asked me to take this picture. Roller coaster. Old photo of Cone...

For our Labor Day, we went to see Liz and Luke in Brooklyn. I love Brooklyn with all of its high buildings and people and cool coffee shops and dogs (we actually didn't see that many dogs, unfortunately) and the diversity--you just don't see that many Hasadic people out and about in Philadelphia. I took a bunch of pictures, but here is just a sneak peek. I'll put the rest up on Friday. This is Dan driving. Overall, he did a good job, as he always does--I, of course, was a terrible passenger.  This is the Verrazano Bridge And again. Her is JJ, chewing on the blue monkey we brought for him. Wish these weren't so blurry. You can't see how beautiful he is. In motion. He is a very good baby. Hardly fusses, eats his veggies, smiles all the time--my only complaint is that you can't carry him around everywhere. He prefers his parents to a virtual stranger who is constantly making animal noises to capture his attention.