Sunday, December 16, 2007

First Snowfall

"The blustery winds Sunday will cross the open water of the Great Lakes, sparking an outbreak of lake-effect snow showers and snow squalls in the usual snow belt regions downwind of the lakes. Areas of upstate New York and throughout the Hudson Valley to the foot of New York harbor could receive up to 1-3 inches of lake-effect snow."


That was Dad's forecast to Mom for the morning of my first snow storm. Immediately following breakfast, and just after Larisa arrived, the snow started to fall. The idea was hatched that everyone should get me all gussied up and go for a walk to Starbucks. I'd be sure to love it, what could go wrong?

It Feels So Good When It Touches Your Lips

Getting Happier

Larisa Will Help

This Stuff Is Great, Where Are The Slopes?


My Favorite Place

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Rubba Dub Dub

Long overdue - first bath photos.
What is going on here?

"It's too hot for a Penguin to be just walkin' around"

"Stop looking at me, swan."

"Shampoo is better. I go on first and clean the hair."


"Conditioner is better. I leave the hair silky and smooth."

"Of course I peed my pants, everyone my age pees their pants. It's the coolest."


"If peeing in your pants is cool, consider me Miles Davis."

"Well, I made the duck blue because I'd never seen a blue duck before and wanted to see one."

And I'm spent.
Movie of the Proceedings (WARNING - FULL FRONTAL)
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Saturday, November 17, 2007

My Introduction To Women's Television

My first full weekend at home brought a nice bonus - the arrival of Norine - whom, as of this moment forward will be known simply as, "Nonni."

I’ve struggled to find the best way to describe her time with us, but ultimately, the plot presented itself via the Discovery Home Network. Dad was surprised to learn that the Discovery Channel had expanded their lineup so far from the old days of African wildlife footage, and documentaries on the Egyptian pharaoh’s burial rituals.

Lucky for me, it was this newfangled programming that was on the TV 24/7 during her stay with us. In the process, I got my first taste of the lovely programs, Holmes on Homes, Devine Design, Clean House, and Barefoot Contessa. Boy Howdy! Let me tell you, the shows were captivating/heartwarming/uplifting/cheesy/and decidedly chick … they were great! I’m all set to now join the ranks of daily Oxygen Network, and 4PM Oprah fanatics… can’t wait!

Back to the important stuff… Nonni couldn’t have arrived at a better time, as after a week of being home alone with Mom and Dad, I was beginning to get a bit weary of their care. As new parents, they were pretty confident that they'd be comfortable handling me - but their exuberance didn't last for long... having read every pre-birth book available (among others, Babywise, What To Expect When You're Expecting, and Daddy's favorite, She's Having A Baby, He's Having A Breakdown...), they felt that despite their readings, the end result was not as advertised... there was mayhem on the "worksite", and it's a good thing help was on the way.

Imagine for a moment that the baby books were instead a newly hired home contractor; someone whom had been counted on to deliver excellent quality and integrity in their work ... Instead, they got a deadbeat whose delivered product was politely described as being that of "shoddy workmanship and overpriced garbage." Well, that's the point in the story where Holmes on Homes appeared on the TV.

For those of you not in the know, Holmes On Homes is a new home improvement program - the show offers everything one can ask for... it's got a warmhearted Canadian handyman, Mike Holmes, and his pursuit to follow the mantra "Do it right, the first time." He often refers to "the code" (building standards) in his easily understood home reconstruction examples, and helps to give the viewer a sense of "I can do that" empowerment. He's a confident leader with wisdom, (i.e. exactly what Mom and Dad needed) and that’s exactly what Mom and Dad got from Nonni.

The list of home improvements she provided was endless, be it volunteering to be the “Designated Waker” (if/when I inevitably stirred from my slumber at 3AM), to offering her cuddling services free of charge at the same all hours, she was a blessing. It was so nice to have someone in our lives who was capable of providing a clear and concise answer to the baby body language that was previously unknown to Mom and Dad. She came in and did the repairs necessary to get our home up to code!

Immediately following Holmes on Homes, came The Barefoot Contessa. Now don’t get me wrong, Mommy (when she tries) can make one excellent home cooked meal, only these days, the time just isn’t there, nor is the energy. In stepped our very own, Ina Garten.

Every night when Dad returned from his first week back at the office, he found that Nonni had concocted a wondrous assortment of foodstuffs including Macaroni & Cheese, Turkey Meatloaf, Pulled Beef Sandwiches, Pork Tenderloin and Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup … all were scrumptious, and provided a home cooked respite from the continuous stream of Delivery Men arriving at our door on a nightly basis.


After dinner came the cackle, “Who want’s a clean house!,” from the TV as the Contessa credits rolled… up came Clean House, starring Neicy Nash (of Reno 911 fame … and little else). Much to Mom’s chagrin, there were no cameos by Officer Dangle, but the cleaning inspiration was there, and the apartment was spotless on a daily basis… another nice change from the apartment that had been wholly overrun with baby equipment for the several months leading to my birth.

Girlfriend! We need to sell all those shoes!”


Not only did this show provide the inspiration for a good deep cleaning, but also provided for my first memory of Nonni disliking something. Neicy Nash just didn’t pass the Nonni test … her sass and raspy-toned gumflapping just didn’t do anything to make Nonni care for her. That’s ok though, because 90% of the time Neicy was on-screen, Nonni had me in her arms and was introducing me to the two-arm bop (my favorite).


So we’ve got two tickets to the used-squad car auction. Now, I know we all want these so we're gonna do this the way we generally handle these things … so-ooo … we're gonna have a scavenger hunt!”


Last and certainly not least came Candice Olsen and Devine Design. Daddy had never heard of this show before, but Mommy and Nonni were long-time fans – both became visibly excited when Olsen’s designs came to fruition. Be it a project converting a 70’s styled dreary basement into a finished living room suite suitable for private parties, or, finishing an oddly shaped attic into a themed 3rd bedroom for an undeserving teenager, Candice always delivered. This was a house favorite that found itself being TiVo’d during every showing – including the 3AM reruns.

Still though, how can we be focusing on interior design when we’re crammed into this 700 sq ft one bedroom apartment across from the Empire State Building? What “style” are we looking for other than Pottery Barn Kids within these walls? I mean, heck, I don’t even have my own room – gotta share one with Mom and Dad!

Need look no further than Nonni, who in her greatest act of generosity, had sown by hand, the bedding for my Crib… talk about style! Mommy is a huge Peter Rabbit fan, and it was using those pastel blues and Farmer McGregor as inspiration, that Nonni was able to put together a phenomenal bedding ensemble. Truly the lap of luxury, and sooo inviting after a long day of feedings and fussy fits.

Far too fast, Saturday was upon us, and it was Nonni’s time to leave. I had such a wonderful time getting to know her, and cannot wait to visit with her again over Christmas (I hear I get gifts – score!). It was hard for Mommy and Nonni to share their brief goodbyes, but the lasting indelible mark Nonni left on our household has provided for much more calm in the days since. Nonni was our Mike Holmes, Candice Olsen, Ina Garten – all in one. Truly, the best part of my first few weeks of living.

Thinking of "Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail" while strolling 5th




"It's the Nonni Touch!"




So sad to see her go - Mommy and Nonni

Monday, November 12, 2007

... And Wetness Is The Essence Of Beauty

It took a while, but Mom finally figured out the lighting on the camera... Not a moment too soon, because I was tired of people inferring I had brown eyes. Baby Blues, Baby.

In fact, Mugatu just invited me to headline his new "Shabby Baby" collection.

It's a walk off!


I've never even been to Mount Vesuvius!


When you gonna drop Magnum on us, Girlfriend?


Blue Steel? Ferrari? Le Tigre?

Yes, It's From the KMart Jaclyn Smith Collection.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

A Picture Says One Thousand Words


















Children's Gas-X

If that last post seemed full of energy, it was because Dad (my authorized biographer) has had one amazing week of sleep ... this is due to two miracles of newborn management:

1) Children's Gas-X
2) Grandma Nonni

Had a few days at home to get to know Mom and Dad ... it was a time full of those "Welcome To Parenthood" moments. The pace at which a parent learns the sound of their baby's cry is of utmost importance, Dad has learned... we babies really do have a rhyme and reason for our screaming, and I'm that much happier that Mom and Dad have figured this out so quickly. Knowing what I want will turn this high maintenance princess into a well behaved toddler, but really, we're getting away from ourselves ...

The real "Champion of Rest" came in the form of Grandma Nonni (Norine). I'll save this discussion for a later post devoted to the story - but know that throughout my second week - I was in expertly capable hands, and loved every minute of it.

Anyway, I mentioned some of those "Welcome To Parenthood" moments ... This is what Dad affectionately calls, "The Siren's Call".

Welcome to Video! (Press the "Play" Button to those who are technologically challenged)

My Ride and Brush With Mom's Favorite

So all that sappy stuff aside - you've got to check out the ride Dad scored for my first journey home.

His options..? Risk my three-day-old life and chance a ride with an infamous NYC cabby? Arrange for a car service to hitch a relatively safer ride with a guy who, "used to be a cabby, but decided to class it up a notch" (actual quote), or, hire a limo to roll down 5th Ave in style?

Shoot, Daddy's gotta pay for me now ... he thought long and hard about going el cheapo and just hailing a cab - but thankfully - decided it'd be a wee bit safer going with the guy whose name you could at least spell without using 14 consonants.

Dad noted that car seats are actually not that phenomenally safe... It's a rather simple installation that strikes him as being something that places the seat dangerously close to unstable. The instruction manual broke down to roughly:

1) Run the belt between these two holes in a base frame?
x-Check.
2) Pat yourself on the back - you're finished - nevermind that you'd feel safer trying to cross a rickety old bridge stretched between a canyon than to strap your kid into this seat.

Thankfully, the law dictates that all children be brought home in a seat . Great in theory, but there's no way that these things could withstand a side impact. Thanks Greco!

Once in the car - Luis asks if we're ready, and slowly pulls away from Lenox Hill.

Got some new digs on - including this cap - which I think i'm about to give up on ... caps are for premies ... I'm over 'em. Anyway, the ride starts an we rollin'. I'm alseep in 2.2 seconds. Dad reaches for the dashboard.

"So we he hangs a left on the 2-1 and Lewis,
Some brothas shootin dice so I said let's do this..."

Mom quickly changes the radio station ... Warren G need not be a part of my first ride home.

Instead, we get... Tracy Chapman... "... I LoVe that song!" (Dad rolls his eyes)

The ride is smooth as we slowly inched down midday 5th ave traffic... Everything is peaceful and reassuring, that is, until we reached Bryant Park, and the famous New York Public Library. (famous - in Dad's mind - only from it's starring role in the original Ghostbusters movie.)

The last few weeks, midday traffic has been treated to the snarle that is the filming of the new Sex and the City Movie. (Short synopsis: "John" and Carrie are engaged, and all kinds of empowered inuendo ensues - concluding in a wacky wedding not without it's own drama ... Charlotte announces she's pregnant as the curtain falls.)

Anyway, I saw Cynthia Nixon and Kristin Davis filming a scene... big deal ... like the travel caps before, Sex and The City is for premies.

Got home safe and sound, and was delivered warmly to my crib.

Home sweet home.

With Mom - All Safe And Secure

213 Will Regulate

Tracy Chapman Bores Me Too


Rif-raff Rushing Around The Set


Home - Safe And Sound


Look At All My Hair!


Cuddling With Mommy




(Note to grandparents - yes - the car seat is most definitely installed correctly and she is safe and sound)

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

More "My Story" Pics

My First Picture - 5 Minutes After I Was Born
KIssin' Fools - Mommy and Daddy

My First Kiss from Mommy


Me and Honey

Chillin' in Daddy's Arms