This last weekend was Talmage's first primary program at church (the children aged 3-12 sing, give speaking parts and teach the whole congregation) and my mom (you know, Super Mema) flew out for the main event. She took the red-eye Thursday night and had to leave Sunday afternoon, which made me bawl like a little baby, but we sure had fun for the short time she was here. And boy did we fit in a whole lot of fun! Mema had barely landed...
We finally made it to the Bronx to visit Little Miss Norah Jane. Her part of the Bronx and my part of the UWS aren't that far, but heck that subway takes forever and our schedules were a little crazy. Every day for her first seven days of life I had been itching to cuddle that little girl, and when the moment finally came it did not disappoint. Oh, that one-week-old snuggled into my arms and slept for hours and I was on cloud...
We had a morning playgroup at the Met last week. We were not admitted to story time (actually, half of us were kicked out early while the other half were not allowed to enter from the get-go, awesome.) But...oh the view from the gardens atop the museum. They were beautiful. So beautiful, in fact, that I kept that sticker on my shirt pocket all day so that James and I could see it that night on our date. By day is one thing but boy, by...
For some reason this picture of our little preschoolers (minus Ever Knight, who was screaming bloody murder from his time-out bench in the kitchen at the time of this picture...you know, for repeatedly hitting his brother square in the face with a Tonka truck) makes me smile so hard and so wide that my face hurts. Aren't those kids just deliciously adorable? Preschool is at my house this week, and the letter E was good for us on this-here Tuesd...
I was in charge of planning playgroup last week so I organized a tour of Magnolia Bakery, which is kind of the "it" bakery around here. The tour was short (because in true New York fashion they fit a whole lot of stuff in very little real estate) but we got to see endless jars of sprinkles, were taught how to get the signature Magnolia swirl atop their cupcakes, and the kids favorite part: a free mini cupcake at the end. I bought some banana...
My mom raised us McKee kids right in the fun department. This is the woman who infamously said, "chips are fun!" and yes, she really believes right down to her toes that Fritos are fun: like smile, and clap your hands and be pleased as punch because boy, "chips are FUN!" She is really that enthusiastic and just in case you were wondering, it was the best thing ever being her kid. Because heavens people, if chips are fun...then what about candy...