Monday, September 28, 2009

Leftover Sumer Vacation Photos:





A Day at the Fair

Once each year, the Greek church a couple of blocks down the street holds a Greek Festival. They grease the right palms, block off Ridge Blvd for about a week, set up all the carnival rides, then get to cooking. The kids are at a perfect age for these street fairs, as all the rides are scaled to match their size, and all the games pretty much guarantee winning some prize.
This year was no exception. We rode all of the rides and came away with a whole bunch of loot - mostly of the stuffed animal variety. This time, however, Miranda was able to throw the ping pong balls with enough accuracy (or luck) to win two goldfish, which now reside in our living room (names pending).
Here are a few pics of the action:

Miranda's First Day of "Big Girl School"

Warning: These pictures are too cute and yummy for words. If you have diabetes, please consult your physician before viewing.

Miranda's first day of kindergarten at PS 102 - The Bayview School.




Sunday, September 27, 2009

Kids on Bikes

Competition for Hells Angels? Perhaps not, but great fun nonetheless!








Brooklyn Sunflower

Friday, September 25, 2009

The Verrazano at Sunset


Taken and recreated entirely with my iPhone.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Re previous post: Except maybe this:


The Jesus Bobble-Head Doll

Nothin' says "I love Jesus" quite like it:

Both kids love the magic of gumball machines (as do I) and I've noted it on these pages in the past; however, while Zachy will always opt for superballs, Miranda's tastes change. Lately she has been insisting on these snap-n'-glow crosses. She has no concept of any meaning attached to them - to her they are beautiful objects that she covets and then admires as they hang glowing from the bunkbed above her as she falls asleep. I, on the other hand, find them to be something of great amusement. Nothing says "My ass has been saved, mutha-fucka. Now get back in that trailer and get me a Pabst and a chicken-potpie, bitch!" in quite the same way. I only wonder whether it should be said at all?