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Aug17

At the Playground

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No matter how many times I cringe at the thought of how dirty the sand boxes are at playgrounds, I still allow my kidlets to jump right in when they see one.


Just don’t have it in me to deny sweet little faces the joy they get from digging tunnels and throwing sand at me shoveling sand with other children in the sandbox.


And sometimes I join them.


I’ve been going to the Billy Johnson playground since I was a child. It’s one of my favorite playgrounds in Central Park.

There is just something about that built-in slide. Natalie loves it.


It’s so fun that sometimes even big kids show up to enjoy it.


(Yes that’s Neil … complete coincidence… Manhattan is so small.)

This is why I love living in Manhattan, no matter where we are there’s a playground nearby for kids of all sizes to enjoy.

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Next stop Natalie’s with Nana for a few days. She has her Tae Kwan Do test on Thursday. The boys are with their dad. I’m planning a last minute end of summer road trip.

Car Song – Playground by Another Bad Creation (ABC) “This is what I see at the playground… Ya Know”

Feb2

Pint Sized Love

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This morning, while packing up some Valentines for Miss Nat’s classmates I realized something – and it wasn’t, gee this girl is pretty popular if she told me she still needs to write eight more valentines.


I realized there is nothing sweeter than Valentine’s Day when you are a child. Or maybe I just remembered that fact.

Everyone receives a valentine. There are no hurt feelings. And you never once look at a box of candy and think “Really!?!”

Stickers make your day. A heart shaped note in your lunchbox makes you smile. The pink cupcake you devour tastes delicious and you don’t think about your hips a few minutes later.

Dinner on Valentine’s Day is never disappointing and rushed because the waiter wants to turn the table for the next seating.  You aren’t looking

I already know I’m in charge of my plans this year for Valentine’s Day. And it annoys me that it’s up to me. *sigh*

Jan4

Oh Christmas Tree

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Alright fake Christmas tree; its time for you to get out.

It’s officially the end of the first weekend of January and that means all Christmas decorations must go.

Whether you want to be or not, this afternoon you’ll be packed away next to the other junk in my grandmother’s garage for another year.

All except the jingle bells and holly berries from the front door.

Because someone already did that for us!! Seriously, right after Christmas. What a Scrooge! Who would steal a holiday decoration?!

Look, I realize you may be sad but I refuse to turn us into one of those families who still has their Christmas tree up in March. No seriously. I’ve seen them. We won’t talk about them now though. Especially since someone in my family once suffered from that syndrome not too long ago.

Instead I’ll take down the decorations Natalie put up and put them in a box and remember the short holiday season we had with you.

And the fond memories.

It all started with a drive in the middle of December to my grandmother’s house in a slushy ice storm to pick you up from her garage.


You sat in the living room unassembled for a few days. (Neglect!!!!!) Then Miss Nat’s dad and I put you up before she got home from school. Walked her home from school and told her the great news.

Surprise! Promised we wouldn’t forget Christmas! But instead she only cared about the snow/frozen ice on the ground. I promise she didn’t care about that tree behind her on Park Ave. Promise.


Of course, Nat wanted to do a little decorating of her own. She went with me to the pharmacy and picked up blue candy canes in honor of “Mommy’s favorite color blue” and a bunch of silly red drugstore ribbons and then added her advent calendar and some quality decorations given to her since she was a baby. (Long gone are the days where Mama bought hundred dollar ornaments…)


When my mother stopped by on Christmas Eve, Natalie asked her to add a few last minute touches to you. And yes, my mother was probably thinking to herself… “What kinda crazy Christmas tree is this!?!?” But tree, we love you anyway.


On Christmas Morning, Santa did a late delivery (not going there!) so a photo was snapped with presents underneath you before the kiddos saw them.


We took photos (or tried to) on Christmas morning in front of you


Harrison watched the Yule Log and kept you company –


Christmas Day, we took photos next to you when a Santa hat wearing Nana came to visit and deliver gifts.


(But I forgot to take a picture of Grandma Jenny next to you when she showed up because well my mouth hit the floor from shock. But that’s another story.)

Nat did Wii Bowling next to you. You were her witness when she whooped her dad’s pathetic score!


Over the holiday break, Natalie and Luke posed for pictures in front of you –


And on New Year’s Day, Mister Harrison even climbed onto my grandmother’s lap to take a photo next to you.


(Doesn’t Harrison look like the largest toddler ever on my grandmother’s lap!!!)

So Christmas Tree, Mister Fake Spruce, we’ll see you again next year. Same family, just different apartment. You were like family sharing this holiday’s special moments with us. But like family who overstay their welcome during the holiday season.. it’s time for you to go. 

Until the adventures of next Christmas season.

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Car Song – Come on Eileen (cover) by Save Ferris “You in that dress my thoughts I confess verge on dirty”

Next stop – Kids are back to school in the morning and I’m off to do some in person interviews with a few authors and entrepreneurs.  Before I go, I’m getting to the bottom of the confusion between Dylan McDermott and Dermott Mulroney. Because seriously, Rice a Roni and Tenderoni have already caused enough confusion.

Drive Thru Interviews with Kristen Chase of Motherhood Uncensored and Kelly Wickham of Mocha Momma

Jan1

First Things First

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I’m like a NyQuil commercial over there.

Woke up this morning all sniffling sneezing coughing aching (and probably a little lazy and whiny) with a stuffyhead.

A nice way to start the new year right?

Well I suppose it could be worse. I don’t have a fever.

Took some liquid Tylenol (let’s see if it really should be called Rapid Liquid Blast!) and hope that this cold whatever this is is short lived.

But the fact I find the box of tissues to be too far away maybe an indication that either the next few days are going to be dreadful or that I’m being cranky and lazy since it’s just a little after eight and I should be asleep.

While I’m on the topic of sleep, I would really like to bribe someone to come over here and take the kids out for the day — to the park, to a kid friendly restaurant, anywhere but within earshot, because sometimes the sounds of delightful children can still aggravate mamas with head colds. Those sounds become anything but delightful.

Sadly, I checked the weather before I dialed my mother’s number and its 14 degrees feeling like 4 out so I couldn’t do that to them (or to her!). I’ll just have to try and rest with them home. Maybe I’ll serve them up a steady diet of Noggin in the morning – which is possible now that Time Warner and Viacom made a last minute agreement … phew! — and then fill the afternoon with our newest holiday tradition –Nintendo Wii bowling.

My five year old has gotten some pretty amazing scores for never playing Wii Sports before a week ago!


I’m back to work on Monday (you can just feel my happiness can’t you!?) so there’s enough time for me to recover if I need it.

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Car Song - New Year’s Day by U2  “I will begin again”

Next stop - Tomorrow morning I’m taking Miss Nat to an Off Broadway musical for kids called Dear Edwina. I’ve been trying to spend more one on one time with Miss Nat and this play looks like fun.

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