Weekending

This weekend was such a good one – although (or because?) we totally did the opposite of what we had previously thought we might try out: and that’s taking it easy. Last Sunday was so nice; we did nothing. This weekend we didn’t spend any time at home. In fact, each night we barely made it home for bedtime. We are all very tired. Happy, but tired.

On Friday our friends invited us over for a South African Braai, but it was a braai-turned-taco-night, so that was extra yummy. The kids just played and played, and we sat on our friends’ terrace with cold beers, good conversation, and a new baby to cuddle (theirs, not ours, obviously). Also, this. Those faces.

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On Saturday we had a picnic in the park, went to one of Julian’s friend’s birthday party at the nature playground and then hit Lakeside to cool off. It was humid and muggy! The boys had a blast. I think we will spend a lot of time here this summer!

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We stopped for seafood at the Kittery and sat outside over mussels, wine, and lobster rolls. It was lovely and delicious. And the children were so well behaved. In fact so much so that a couple commented on them as they were leaving. Amongst all the recent public complaints I’ve heard it was very refreshing.

Today was also really awesome. We rode our bikes into Manhattan and took the boys to the Intrepid. Last time we went was Mother’s Day 2014; Julian was scared, and Arthur was a baby. This time around it was so much fun! (And also so expensive!)

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The boys were in heaven. Jets! Spaceshuttle! Things to touch!

Afterwards we hung out at a shady playground for a bit…

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…before the most important part of the day: Germany’s first soccer game in the 2016 Euro Cup. We watched at a huge German restaurant in Midtown and had a great table. Arthur fell asleep on the bike and slept for the first half of the game. He takes his sleep so seriously. Except, of course, when we really want him to sleep. Like, say, at night.

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Julian was mostly entertained by the game, play-doh and a giant pretzel. He was also really concerned every time I yelled at the big screen. “Mama, what? What happened?” “Oh nothing. Just A GOOOOOOAAAAAALLLLLLLL!” Anyway, we won.

Afterwards more bike riding and fish tacos for the boys. Because nothing says German soccer victory like a fish taco.

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Then ice cream…Look at these happy faces! It’s my favorite to watch them together and hear them make each other laugh.

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And then, because it was a soccer-dominated day, we tried this:

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We rode home catching a glimpse of this beautiful view:

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We get to take one of these bridges home after a day filled with fun, family, and friends. We are so lucky.

The Return of the Papa, and Easter

So my week flying solo came and went. We’re bracing ourselves for two weeks without Papa in about a week. We miss him when he’s gone!

But we had an overall good week. We saw some friends…

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…we played some music…

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…we did this:

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On Thursday Arthur and I accompanied Julian and his school friends on a field trip to the Botanic Gardens. It was so sweet to see all the kids together. Afterwards Arthur and I headed to Prospect Park on my bike and spent some time on a playground.

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Then Arthur fell asleep on the bike and we cuddled and napped together on a park bench for almost an hour, under a blanket, trying to stay warm. Arthur was so, so sweet.

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Julian’s been drawing something other than subways, and that’s so fun to see.

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Today was Easter, and also Jeff’s first day back home, but somehow his return was overshadowed by the visit of the Easter Bunny, who – to Julian and Arthur’s shock and surprise – knows Star Wars!

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The boys played all morning with their new Star Wars lego figures. We ate our weight in chocolate and jelly beans and hunted for eggs in our apartment. Then we ate some more: #bunnyfail

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We played at a playground and went for a long walk down to Brooklyn Bridge Park.

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I mean, look at that cheek dimple!

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Then we went to an overpriced prix fixe brunch and ate our way right through nap time. On the way home a lady on the subway asked Arthur what his name was, and he said, “I’m Darth Vader.”

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