We stayed in Park Slope, Brooklyn with our wonderful friends and hosts Melissa, Robin, and Miles (of the fabulous blog, Miles and Moms). We had a great time in NYC. Highlights of the trip: Pizza, deli sandwiches, bagels, cannoli, Columbian food, Indian food, Buffalo wings ... well, you get the idea.
(And of course, our friend Nami's wedding! Too bad Joe had to be hauled out of the wedding horizontally after only an hour or so, kicking and screaming! Sigh. Note to self: Hire a babysitter next time. Sorry, Nami! Congratulations!)
When they weren't keeping each other up all night with alternating crying, Miles and Joe played together beautifully. Well, Joe never threw a temper tantrum on top of Miles, at any rate. And there was a lot of playing, strolling, laughter, and giggling.
But as soon as I pulled the camera out, both babies did their best impression of forlorn, Depression-era, orphan children:
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Handsome, kind, delectable Miles. Too bad no one loves him. (HA.) |
Two babies, watching trucks drive by, hoping the nice garbage truck guy will adopt them. |
Miles plays with his toy drum. That person to the right? Definitely not his nice mommy. |
Miles eats yogurt. He only gets a small ration. |
This yogurt ration is serious business! |
(Sheesh, I feel like I should make a very serious documentary with these photos. Lighten up, kids!)
It's a Schroedinger's cat problem. When I try to take video of Maeve these days, she stops doing whatever cute thing she's doing and starts wailing because I won't let her play with the video camera.
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