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After 2, 10 day vacations in Cape Cod this summer, Ida uses ‘hermit crab’ as the punchline to every joke, and the answer to almost every question we ask her. For example: Out for dinner at Prime Meats: me: “Do … Continue reading
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When we FINALLY get out of the house, we’ll go for a walk. Donned with baby dolls, bottles, bandanas, we go to the garden, to the local Italian shop to get some mozzarella, to visit our friends at Frankies. I … Continue reading
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Steamed clams. They’re free, and easily hunted. They take 5 minutes to cook, and about that long to eat. My daughter loves them. My other daughter loves mussels, but wasn’t a clam fan. Or as I like to say it … Continue reading
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I dug this hole. I was looking for a clam, but couldn’t find it. So, Mae decorated it with rocks and filled it with fresh sea water. It was a place for her to soak her feet. It was a … Continue reading
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Seaweed flecks on her face, a pile of mint in her hand…she growls at me like a sweet monster. Ida, man, just before I took this picture she tripped and fell. I try my best not to give my kids … Continue reading
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Mae did this. Wrote ‘Elep’ on a scrap of paper, taped it to a chopstick, and stuck it in a loaf pan. That’s my crappy description of this very sweet scene. Mae’s description goes like this: ‘This baby was just … Continue reading
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Self portrait of Mae swimming in the ocean. This is exactly what she looks like in the ocean: huge smile, lots of splashes, and her name neatly written in the sky.
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We’ve been going to our garden a lot this summer. Our garden shares its gated space with the MTA, and is composed of rows of stone and wooden planters. We have a little planter that is filled with herbs, sea … Continue reading
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One of Charlotte’s favorite ways to travel. Sometimes she’s too squirmy for the wrap or too tiny for the stroller. It seems she’s just perfect perched on Papa’s shoulder. At 10 1/2 months she smiles with a knowing sweetness, a … Continue reading
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Jomade these little people. They laugh, they yell, they cry, they whine, they yell, they hug, they hit, they giggle, followed by a swift uppercut. It’s insane how insane they are. I want so much for them to understand how … Continue reading