January 11, 2014 Comments Off on Oy with the hats! (an update)
Nobody noticed it was missing until this afternoon when Joe was walking home in the rain. He found Zevi’s hat, soaking and dirty, lying on the sidewalk about six blocks from home. We are going to have to attach some sort of clasp to both the monkey and the owl hat. Leaving things up to fate has worked so far, but I imagine our luck is bound to run out.
December 17, 2013 Comments Off on And the hat came back, they thought he was a goner…
Sometimes things come back to you and maybe it’s karma or maybe it’s just other people being good people. Our wonderful nanny made hats for our children for Hanukkah.
When the children arrived at their play spot, our nanny asked Zevi for the monkey hat, but Zevi pointed at our nanny, understanding that she had taken the hat. We are guessing that Zevi tried to pass it out of the stroller and thought our nanny took the hat, when in reality it fell to the ground. They decided to take their chances and play for an hour before bundling back up to go look for the monkey hat. As they were leaving, our nanny said, “Let’s go find the monkey hat!” A man who was standing nearby asked our nanny if she meant a hat that sort of looked like a sock monkey, and our nanny confirmed this. He said, “I found that hat and stuck it on a gate.” He walked with them to the spot, but the monkey hat was gone and in its place, someone had set a black baseball cap! Who wants that?
That evening I wrote a note, pleading with the local parent listserv to return said hat if found. Not a peep from anyone. Crushed, we continued our daily routines, losing a little more hope every day. A couple days passed and as we were walking back to the same activity center where our nanny and the kids were going when the monkey hat went missing, I looked up at the skatepark to see our old friend, smiling down at us from the fence.
Nobody except the monkey hat will ever know the adventures it had before returning to close to the scene of the crime.
Welcome home, monkey hat. You’ve had a good scrubbing and are ready to go back into use. The babies are happy to see you again.
It’s a Hanukkah miracle!
November 26, 2013 Comments Off on Goodbye amazing deal. Hello winter!
I’m not usually into promoting big business on my blog (or anywhere really), but we just ended an amazing run with Dunkin’ Donuts and I am in mourning. For the last eight weeks, I’ve enjoyed a free medium iced coffee to kick off my work week.
I owe it all to Zevi. Every week, all the homes in our neighborhood receive a free “newspaper” on our doorsteps stuffed with all the coupons a saver could appreciate. I’ve never bothered to unpack the bag to look at what’s inside. Instead, I usually toss the paper directly into the recycling. We were on one of our neighborhood adventures one day in October and Zevi dumped out all the coupons in front of a condo down the block. Inside, we discovered a golden ticket. Then we scoured the neighborhood looking for more coupons to share with others. Almost everyone in our neighborhood must have gotten the memo because we could only find two more Dunkin’ Donuts coupons. (Some papers were still out on stoops, but the DD coupon had been removed.) Yesterday Joe and I drank our last free iced coffees while commuting.
Check out this amazing turkey ice cream cake at Dunkin’ Donuts/Baskin Robbins, just in time for Thanksgiving. Thank you for the free iced coffees, Dunkin’ Donuts. You’re welcome for the free advertising.
November 22, 2013 Comments Off on Brooklyn Ice Capades Date Night
Now that summer is but a distant memory, McCarren Park Pool has been converted into a little ice skating rink. (Last year the Parks’ Department forgot to purchase the ice, so this is the first year to ice skate anywhere in Brooklyn.)
November 20, 2013 Comments Off on A tribute to baby’s first lessons in queer theory
Charlotte Zolotow died yesterday at age 98. (Honestly, I am not intending to turn my blog into an obits column, but I read the obituaries daily and frequently I’m reminded of how life is composed of the labor, stories, and art created by others.)
For anyone who grew up on Free To Be… You and Me, you know that William Wants a Doll was major for learning to deconstruct gender norms and to break out of rigid boxes at an early age. William Wants a Doll was a song inspired by the story, William’s Doll, written by Charlotte Zolotow and published in 1972. I was born seven years later and never knew a world without William’s Doll. Now I know I have Charlotte Zolotow to thank (and my mom for playing the Free to Be record throughout my early years).
I love what Charlotte Zolotow said about children and grown-ups: “We are all the same, except that adults have found ways to buffer themselves against the full-blown intensity of a child’s emotions.”
She added, “We are not different from the children we were — only more experienced, better able to disguise our feelings from others, if not ourselves.”
Although we carry many of her books in the library where I work, Zolotow was not known to me until I read her obituary. Thank you for creating and leading a quiet revolution.
October 27, 2013 Comments Off on Rest
For many months after Zevi was born, we played Lou Reed’s Hudson River Meditations piece, Move Your Heart on a loop during the night to help her sleep. This meditation is 28 minutes and 56 seconds. According to my iTunes, we played the piece 1,921 times. There were nights when I thought I might throw up from listening to Move Your Heart. This is to say Lou Reed has been pervasive, ever-present, always here. In every part of my life in relation to music, Lou Reed has existed. Intellectual, academic, smart musician, I am so sad to say goodbye and so thankful for you. You are and forever will be part of my family’s narrative. Thank you.
October 14, 2013 Comments Off on Urban camping
Sandra is one of the best house guests I know. She is super conscientious and eager to help out around the house. This past weekend she came to visit us from the Bay Area. She came up with the idea to pitch a tent in our backyard and camp in Brooklyn’s great outdoors. The weather was warm enough and we lucked out with no rain. Since I don’t enjoy camping, it’s impossible for me to believe Sandra when she said she slept well and wasn’t too cold. This is my new favorite idea for hosting guests. With four people, a cat, and a dog, our space is kind of tight. But we could easily fit a few tents in the backyard. Maybe we could even charge rent?