Back to School!

The Xmass interview



A Dance with Olaf

Kindergarten

Boom!  School, adult crying, and airplanes.

Chair spins

And apparently we now have a little girl on our hands.

Toddler Blog

An offloading of huge backlog of photos & vids

kelbourne

The letter "I"

Apparently due to a DVR malfunction I've discovered that we have like 8 versions of the same Sesame Street.  Fischer has seen the same show like 100 times.  I was first tipped off when she used to know her letters and now was saying "I" for every letter.  Oh and we got the #6 down pat too.

Shredding...

Do you love me mama?

Emerald Isle 2012

Emerald Isle

It was about 2-3foot wind swell and she got mad I wouldn't take here in the ocean.  Daddy liked.

Stone Barns - Come for the coffee and baby lambies.

Our music together class is just about to wrap up, but a blogworthy event that occurs almost everytime needs to be recorded.  Every class has a free dance song where all the adults getup and dance with the kids.  Since Fischer is now potty trained, her bladder seems to go off like an alarm and she drags mommy to the bathroom during this critical 5 minute song.  Its a new level of awkward since you are left with very few options.

1. Dance by yourself and just try to pretend you aren't surrounded with toddlers.
2. Grab someone else's kid and dance. (pretty risky maneuver)
3. Act too cool to dance, cross your arms, bob your head like its the back of the club. (the beat is off I'm just waiting for the right time)
4. Fake that you "accidentally" left something in the car. (kind of a cop out and frowned upon by the overzealous instructor)
   
   Dancing by yourself to kids songs is undoubtedly one of those things you didn't imagine yourself doing.

Happy Easter...the hunt is on.

Some fast paced egging.


F you Donnie Darko, I don't want what your sellin'


Orion with a triumphant find.






And I leave you with a Hiney Shake.

Fingerpaints, Choking, Happy Birthday, and Merry Christmas

Fingerpaints
With new Christmas gifts from grandma (Lita) I released it with full freedom.






Happy Birthday "we hope you survive"


Within the first 5 minutes of Fischer's Birthday party we almost lost a guest. Right in the middle of me telling the story of Fischer choking on a tortilla chip, Lyla (2 year old neighbor) is clutching her throat and beat red. We rushed over to help as her dad followed 0 instructions and began smacking her on the back. An odd mexican vomit ensued which to me signaled this party wasn't going to be half bad.









Merry Christmas

Turkish GetDowns

Through these seemingly innocent rows of lit beauty, lurked Mordor wrapped in tinsel. The idea proposed by grandma was a nice walk through Fantasy and lights. However a few key details were left out. As we were making our way to the gardens piled 6 deep in a pick-up truck (South Ga style), I realized there was a wagon in the back of the truck.

Why is there a wagon back there? says I.
So we can pull Fischer around. -Grandma
Oh I thought we drove this.
No we walk it. Its amazing they only allow you to this one night a year. (7:30pm) -Grandma

After the first 4.5 miles we all were starting to tire a bit. The infant (toddler actually) was going strong. Seemingly drawing from the energy source emitted from each light. With each passing theme my praying to return to the sardine packed truck. Finally freedom reared its head just as I blitzed through the horrifying icicle lights. A man, buses, a line we made it. (10:30)

You can wait here but its going to take a while. You can walk the rest, its about 2 miles. - Satan

Total walk > 7 miles. Arrival time = Midnight. Total lights seen = unknown. Total of times this even will be repeated without wheels and an engine = 0.




0% chance this bird was grown naturally.


Typical Forced family photo that somehow made the blog.

Happy Halloween

We went from a Walrus last year to Elmo. Cuteness levels as expected were off the chart.

A typical house went as followed...
"Ok ring the doorbell"
Door opens...
"Say trick or treat"
Hand goes into the bag selecting only one piece of candy.
"Open" -wanting us to open the candy for her to eat.
Then she wraps it up by saying "Boom Box".
This really puts us in an awkward situation having to explain why she says this phrase and the ever so more awkward situation of saying "Boom box" around older white people.

Some Halloween highlights:

Fischer telling people "no mas" when trying to put more candy into her bag.

Renee verbally battling and attempting to coerce a women to putt in a Butterfinger bar into Fischer's bag (for herself not Fischer) which cleary the women wanted for herself.

Just general good candy selection. Every house here in Westchester would have been the highlights of my childhood neighborhood. Here you can't give a Peanut butter cup away. Lets just say Hunter's Point was chalk full of the worst Halloween candy ever...the orange and blacks.