Elliot's Third Birthday

Painting cars, racing them on a track, hanging out with friends and eating pink (at his request) cupcakes -- all in all, a good birthday.

Pneumonia

Is, I think, a phonetic spelling of the sound people with it make when they cough.

I am one of those people. After three days of unsalted hospital food and doctors who only enter my room after donning full-on on haz-mat gear, I am home. Well, a home. I am being taken care of by my mommy (I promise I only call her that when I am sick) in Connecticut.

And I am glad I didn't (until now) know that pneumonia is the 6th leading cause of death in the United States.

Phew. Thank you, antibiotics. I owe you one.

Pineward Derby

Considering the fact that Chris and I are about the least artistic people around, we were pretty proud of our car for the Ward Pinewood Derby. Excuse me, PineWARD Derby.

Ka-chow!



Elliot and his friends Jack, Hudson, and Sawyer had a ball watching the cars race. They cheered and gave each other high fives, gorged themselves on cotton candy and just generally had a great time. Wish I had gotten a better picture, but this was the best I could do. Oh, and I had to include proof (albeit fuzzy) that Elliot does occasionally fold his arms for prayers.

Disneyland

Thoughts on a vacation:

1. Our son is a class A wimp. Even Dumbo made him whimper.
2. Elliot loves Oscar too much for him to live on the other side of the country.
3. The sight of Lightning McQueen in the flesh sends our son into literal spasms of joy.
4. Yes, he is kissing McQueen in that picture.
5. When Elliot is very excited, he likes to press his face against ours. We have aptly named this the "face press."
6. Monte Cristo Sandwiches are delicious.
7. Hot tubs are fun for all ages.
8. Frank's shout of "sping break" can cause you to make poor choices (like eating your entire Monte Cristo sandwich).
9. Germans need to start inventing games for six people.
10. Disneyland is a lot of fun, but probably even more fun if you aren't pregnant.
11. By the way, I am pregnant.

Snow Day

Fear of snow pants conquered.


20 inches in Central Park. Fourth biggest snowstorm in NY on record.


20 inches of great snowman snow, that is.


I made a funny face to get him to smile. He just copied my face.


Pretty cool place to play in the snow.

A Two-Year-Olds Observations at the Metropolitan Museum of Art

In the Egyptian Section (where many of the statues were no longer intact): "Where's they heads?" and "What happen his nose, Mommy? It get squished?"

In the Renaissance Sculpture Garden: (Mischievous smile) "They naked!"

We loved having Grandma Suzan visit!

Snowman

Elliot has been wanting to build a snowman for ages. So when we awoke to inches of wet, wonderful snowman snow this morning, I was thrilled. Unfortunately, it turns out that snow pants freak Elliot out and no amount of coaxing would convince him to put them on.

Fortunately, Chris came up with a brilliant solution before he left for work. Meet Bob, our snowman.