Had a really fun Passover weekend in CT with Rachel’s family this year. Omer and Rebecca were in from Israel. David and Adina were in from Tahoe. And most of the other usual suspects were present. I was personally in pain most of the time from consuming so much food. Was fun hanging out with all of the cousins and it was great to see Rachel and Rebecca’s bellies together. So exciting that these 2 cousins will be so close together in age! Here’s the photo essay:
Archives for April 2012
Milo had his 1st dentist visit last week and got his teeth cleaned. Everything looked good – healthy teeth, good spacing…
Things were going well when part way into the cleaning Milo starts making this strange and somewhat guttural sound. The hygienist, slightly alarmed, stopped what she was doing and asked him if everything was alright and if something hurt.
Milo replied, “I’m just pretending to be a scorpion.”
And so I ask you, faithful audience, what animal or creature do you pretend to be when you get your teeth cleaned?
Milo is growing like a weed and just outgrew his first violin. We named the first one, “Do” and the new one has been dubbed “Re”.
Bye Bye Do, hello Re!!
It’s sad saying goodbye to Do, because of how souped up and customized he had become. Milo’s wonderful teacher Miss Ariel had this 1st violin and bow “modded” with finger tapes, elastic band “finger seat-belts”, and multiple stickers in various spots to help us keep track of where all of our fingers need to be at various times.
But Re already has brand new finger tapes and I’m sure before long will be just as loved.
How do you like to wind down after a long week?
I’m seeing a kind of Mick Jagger meets “Smells like teen spirit” sensibility in the dancing style…
Our wonderful amigos Catherine, Jorge, Caya & Magda invited us down to their home in the Yucatan Peninsula of Mexico. We had a great vacation exploring Mérida with them as well as trips to the Mayan ruins at Uxmal (oosh•mal) and a little island paradise called Holbox (hole•bosh).
milo trying out a little parkour in Mérida
Um, so I thought I would commemorate the 4-month anniversary of our arrival in Napa for the holidays last December with this much belated blog post. I have a whole slew of belated blog posts in the works so apologies in advance for the onslaught. Warning – these may involve mass dumpage of photos rather than witty recaps of funny Milo quotes or reflections of memories of my great grandma.
We had a fab time on the left coast hosted in large part by the Mosher clan in their sweet new home – thanks Moshers!
Been channeling my Great-Grandma Hanna and making Matzo and butter sandwiches for Milo (and me) lately as a snack.
I have strong memories of Hanna giving me egg Matzo smothered in butter at her garden apartment in Hackensack, NJ. Very good memories. I also distinctly remember her hassock (and flipping it on its side and rolling around the living room) and the crystal bowl on her coffee table that was always filled with hard candies. And the dentures in a jar in the bathroom.
Here are some simple instructions on how you can plant your own memory of Great-Grandma Hanna:
setting: dinner table
menu: sautéed shrimp with red peppers and basil over polenta and an artichoke per person
characters: rachel, morgan, milo
context: it’s been a long day
Milo: “What’s that?” pointing to food on his plate
Milo: “What’s it made of?”
Milo: looks at Morgan skeptically
Morgan: “Well, not corn on the cob…corn meal…” Morgan starts to look frazzled
Milo: “Polenta…like, the polenta in your body?”
Milo: “yeah, the polenta in your body”
Morgan: “Milo, I don’t know what you’re talking about” Morgan definitely looking frazzled now
Rachel: “Do you mean placenta?”
Milo: “yeah, the placenta, the placenta in your body”
Morgan: “oh…well not exactly, that’s something different” cracking up and no longer frazzled