21 August 2008
Uncle Adam

When we finally made it, we met Uncle Adam at a beautiful park near Battery Park. It's right on the water and we could see NJ and the Statue of Liberty and all the big boats (something about booze cruises?) going by. The sun was setting over the Hudson River and it was just beautiful. Not to mention, there was rocks to jump of off. I made sure that Mama & Uncle Adam watched very closely as I did all my tricks, even if they did do some "catching up" in between.
Stephen and the Chairs
My schedule has changed recently. I am now with Mama on Wednesday and Thursday nights, because Aunt Arlene has patients in "our bedroom" on Tuesday night. Recently, however, one of the people she sees decided to switch from Sunday morning to Thursday night. The nerve! Now on Thursday evenings, Mama and I have to entertain ourselves outside of the apartment until about 8:30. Chrystine and Stephen to the rescue. Meeting them for dinner (almost always at Whole Foods) has been a ritual for awhile now. But since we have so much more time now, last week we brought our dinner to their house AND stayed to play afterwards.
at books and toys. There are also comfy chairs, both big and small, which can provide hours of fun. I wish, however, that Stephen would listen to his mommy when she says not to stand up on the chairs. I don't like to see my friends get in trouble. But it sure is great hanging out with them and I think they like us, too! Taking Mama & Jude on for an entire evening- now those are good friends! And on another "we love Chrys & Stephen" note, I went to their house and played without Mama for about two hours last Saturday. We sure are lucky to have them in our lives!15 August 2008
From the Auntie Jen Files
Remember how I mentioned that I spent an afternoon with Jen and her sons a couple weeks ago? Well, she shared some of our antics with Mama and we decided that they were very blog-worthy. I'm so lucky to have found a friend equally as silly as I am! Notice, if you will, the giant ball o' playdoh right near me. I like to mix it all up and make crazy colors. I think owe Dalton a few packs. 
12 August 2008
Uncle Al's Race Car
Sure, the pool and the cookies were cool and all, but check out Al's car. Isn't it cool? It's actually a PT Cruiser, although I don't think I've ever seen anything quite like this on the open road. It's customed painted, has super cool lights & flames on the inside and even has a juke box in the back. Here I am pretending to start it up while one of my best gals hops in.Uncle Al also had a huge car collection in his basement that he took me to see. I really like this guy. I was so impressed & excited that hours after he first took me to see it, I put my shoes on, walked in the house and announced very sweetly, "I have my shoes to go see Uncle Al's cars downstairs." Mama said I looked so cute that she just had to take me down there again. She didn't seem to know as much about them as Uncle Al did, but I just wanted to touch them anyway.
Reunited and It Feels So Good

07 August 2008
That's Amore

Do Do Do, Da Da Da

I've been meaning to mention that the whole reason I went upstate in the first place was because Mama went to see The Police with Meema & Meema's friend, Peggy. (This is them doing a little tailgating.) I was told that a good time was had by all, even if Peggy did think the walk from the parking lot was a little far AND thought that they were going to see The Village People. Silly Peggy.05 August 2008
Meema's Oasis

I spent last Saturday at Meema's house and I always have so much fun. Meema makes sure to have all my favorite foods on hand and we usually do something really fun. This is Meema's first summer in her new apartment and I really like it! Her porch is full of gorgeous flowers and I love being able to eat outside. Not to mention the backyard proudly displays even more plants and the bright red gazing ball that Mama and I bought her for Mother's Day. It's really quite lovely and relaxing. See look! I'm almost falling asleep in that picture above. (OK, not really. I've started saying cheese and actually posing, but I clearly do not hold it long enough.)
Pita Chips!
Everything, and I do mean everything, can be turned into a song and dance routine.
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