orange crayon disaster

I was drawing in the bathtub. It was going great but suddenly I felt hungry. There were no pretzels or crackers in the bathroom so I chewed the orange crayon. It didn't taste good but I couldn't spit it out. So I yelled, "Out, out!" My dad came from his Facebook surfing or whatever and picked the crayon out of my mouth. No biggie.

OUT! OUT! My wife started yelling, "THE BABY!" Sure enough, Emma's mouth was filled with chunks of orange crayon I'd got her to draw in the bathtub. As I pulled the crayon out of her mouth she nipped at me with her teeth. My wife said, "You can't trust the baby." Would you trust a baby? She didn't swallow the crayon.

Winter Look

People have been wow-ed by my Elmo hat, gloves, red coat, and red snow boots. Elmo is great because he's funny and loves to travel and is easy going. He has his own stickers, DVDs and his picture is on my diapers.

Yep, Elmo is everywhere. I think Elmo funds all of PBS.

Baby Courage in the NY Grind

Some days I know what it feels like to work on an assembly line. People are tired and they're everywhere and their is no sun or palm trees and Big Brother is watching you. Fortunately they have Tropicana Orange Juice at the bagel store. I told my dad, "no pictures, no pictures," but he didn't listen and hence you can see what I was experiencing.

Emma is such a trooper. There is always such congestion in New York, but she just rides the wave, grabs a dented metal folding chair and eats her bagel and fearlessly sucks up her juice.

Stroller down

I walk now. Yeah, you know, I don't need my stroller but I unequivocally deny my parents permission to toss my Maclaren. It's bad enough I have to watch CNN and those awful debates but I can not go through life fearing someone will throw out my stroller.

Mommy and Daddy were pushed too far.

Library Card

I got a library card and started taking out books right away. It's awesome. I got this book called Daddy Mountain about climbing my daddy's body, one part of him at a time, and pulling myself up to his head. There's a whole world to explore through the books at the public library.

I told Emma as long as I don't have to pay any overdue fines she could keep her card.

Annie and Ira

I have a lot of funny visiting grand-ma Annie (silly!) and grand-pa Ira (silly!) Annie plays Tubby the Tuba, all the way from the 40's and Ira steals all my gold fish. Bo is funny too.

It's great to bring Emma to see my mom and dad and to see how much fun she has.
Annie took this photo of Emma on a walk around the snow covered block.

My Toes

It's wierd. My dad keeps pushing my to play tennis and now my mom has me in a pink leotard. What will the future hold? What next?

Emma has a lot on her mind. We're just trying to keep her busy. Like those centrifuge machines, where you're spinning to fast you don't even have to hold on to the walls.