Peter took his ladies for a beach get away (we needed to de stress and get some sun) for a long weekend in South Beach (and yes, the locals all have fake boobs, high heels, steroid filled muscles and cheap cologne).
Apart from the uber gremlin airplane behavior (ever try to hold down a mini monkey high on crack screaming and waving hi to everyone?), the weekend was super fabulous, even more so that I could have imagined. (violins playing)
So this will be post number 1 (hey, i gotta milk the bathing suit pictures for good comments):
- Neko took to the beach really well: of course she tried to eat sand and shells and was confused about the sinking feeling, but she didn’t protest, which i was kinda worried about:
- Neko loved the pool the most. We stayed in one of those giant hotels that is considered ‘kid friendly’ - yup, you wouldn’t catch me dead here 3 years ago, but it was really right. She played with all the other kids, floated around in the plastic boat, made eyes at all the too-tanned middle aged women drinking cocktails, tried walking on water and ingested half the chlorinated kiddie pool:
Now, the best part was neko’s new friend, Violet, who decided that she would adopt neko as her sister and trade her in for her two other siblings (she is four but apparently very sensitive). She waited for us at the pool each morning and shared her life story with me (maybe 2 minutes long). Neko’s other companion included a sticky rubbery hot pink octopus she is currently sleeping with: best .99 cents ever spent.
Stay tuned for Miami Part Deux.
Neko protests the ’spring’ storm passing through our area:
I’m totally with you on this one…and i think the neighbors are too!
Look what just landed on neko’s cheek:
Considering the amount of time and cash we all spend at the dentist, always hearing them do that tsk tsk thing and asking, are you sure you floss all the time… it’s never too early to start taking care of those pearly whites:
The family is here from the Holy Land.
Yup, you guessed it, that means we are eating constantly. What is it about Jews and gathering around food all the time?
Sunday morning we met for a small breakfast at the Mercer Kitchen where neko crawled into the hotel lobby (it was empty as tourists obviously don’t get up to shop before 11:00 am) where she tried very hard to play with Heidi Klum and Seal’s kids (yes, the family is really gorgeous and really tall). Yes, they did have two nannies with them.
After walking around Soho, we needed to stop and have some coffee (and snacks) to give us the strength necessary to fight off the deal hunting Europeans. Who is sitting across from us but Justin Bateman with his family (aka Justine Bateman’s brother)?
- Conclusion #1: Easter is totally a hit with those rich anonymous celebrity people.
- Conclusion #2: Two celebrities in one day and some really cool new clothes: Neko scored!
For an outstanding performance in a docu drama affair that lasted about 48 hours (clearly an indie flick)…for playing through fever, for toothy grins right after an exorcist practice scene inside her mother’s v neck t shirt (and our shaggy rug)…for laughing through multiple steam bath stays (laughing at what the humidity did to my hair)…and for being the cutest sick baby out there, the oscar goes to:
We all know she’s cute and totally adorable…apparently neko wants to kiss herself too:
Wedding, synagogue, rabbi and lots of people everywhere. Sun shining and happiness.
Neko’s impression of the house of god: no pictures in the books but these benches are great for climbing.
Neko’s contribution to the ceremony included an uttering of a very loud ‘OH-OH’ just as the vows were being spoken…kinda broke the ice and made the entire wedding party laugh.
At the party,she ate about ten pieces of sushi (who says you can’t give raw fish to kids), danced with the band and although she didn’t explicitly say it, she was really happy for the bride and groom, but especially for Lulu.
Neko is going through a good phase right now (oh man, did i jinx it?)…
She got the scheduling thing going pretty well, she is eating like an adult (yup, the size of her poops is adult like too) and is prone to giggling fits (she thinks i’m hilarious). Recently we got off feeding her baby food (we think she got tired of the consistency) and have been doing some experimentation. Chicken curry and meatballs in sauce are a hit:
We need some less sticky options, any ideas?
When neko was born, no, way way before that, I made a lot of statements about how I would raise my kid (would never sleep in our bed and no sugar intake before 2 years, and on and on), and secretly criticized a lot of other parents about their supposed failings:
I take it all back. I am sorry. I had no idea.
Neko not only watches some television…sometimes (and Peter I don’t really think she is THAT into soccer), but it seems to be one of the only things that can hold her attention (catatonic state like) for more than four minutes.
I guess the next step is leaving her alone at home with potato chips, some cigarettes and a credit card.
