Beach Time!

We spent today at the beach jumping in the waves!

My friend Lila, who lives down the block from us, picked us up in the morning and offered to give this crazy bunch a ride to Jacob Riis Park.


It was a really perfect day. I only got a minimal, awkwardly shaped sunburn on my calf, nobody’s lunch dropped in the sand, and everyone got along. I even got to read half of a magazine article.


The kids just loved the waves. They had so much fun!


I love this picture of them so much. Eloise and Julian are trying to coordinate a jump for the picture, and Arthur is just over on the side, doing his own very special and uniquely timed execution of a jump. This picture is so him.


And here is my boy Jules. I asked if Lila would take a picture of us, and he immediately leaned over and gave me a big kiss. He loves me so well and shows me every day. I’m the luckiest.


Unfortunately we couldn’t find an ice cream truck anywhere, so once we got back to Brooklyn Heights, we took the kids out for a summer treat, bathing suits on and all. Today was a good one!


Weekend Edition

This weekend was another good one.

On Saturday I had the urgent need to buy a basketball. So we did.

Then we had brunch at Alma, one of our favorite spots.


Then we had to work off all that delicious Mexican food by playing basketball in pretty humid temperatures. It was so fun! But then we were thirsty. So we headed to Brooklyn Crab for beer and lemonade.


It pains me to say it, but I think Brooklyn Crab is over. At least for us. It’s been our favorite spot for years, but now it seems to also be everyone else’s favorite spot, and that makes it too crowded and annoying. So we need a new secret spot!

I started Sunday with a morning run. Over the Brooklyn Bridge, through Chinatown, and back home over the Manhattan Bridge. It felt so good! Perfect weather, too.


Then we were off on our bikes. We headed to Astoria. After 10 miles on the bikes, we arrived at Astoria Park Pool. We’d been wanting to check out this giant pool for years, and yesterday we finally made it. It’s New York’s oldest and largest pool!


After all this activity we were hungry. So we headed to the Astoria beer garden.

Then we let the kids play in Astoria Park while we did this…


After ice cream, we snuck home on the ferry.

It was a good day! A good weekend!

Each day ended like this: my boys reading in bed. Not much makes me happier than that. Julian has recently discovered the Diary of a Wimpy Kid series. Last night he read a good 50 pages, and I had to tell him to turn off the lights. I love that so much.


Meanwhile, Arthur cuddled up next to me and asked, “Mama, why didn’t you want me first?” I was confused…but then I realized, he meant why wasn’t he born first. I told him that he was already such a big boy and how he fits so perfectly into our family, but he replied, “But Julian is always bigger.” And so it is. Sometimes it’s hard being the littlest, I suppose.



4th of July Weekend – Round 2

On Sunday there was only one place we wanted to be: Coney Island! The boys’ cousins (and their parents) drove up from New Jersey to meet us for a day of fun at our favorite spot.

We started off strong with hot dogs for everyone.


Then the usual: rides and beach time. Highlights were, as always, the Wonder Wheel – especially since I got to sit next to my main guy – and then the Spook-A-Rama. We were not scared! Just kidding. We totally peed our pants.


Also, one of the boys’ favorites, the Wild River. (I pretty much died.)


The kids all had a blast. Of course, there was ice cream.


Then the kids played in the water.


The beach was insane! It was one of the most crowded we’ve ever seen it, but part of that is just so fun to me. It’s what I love best about NYC beaches: they ain’t fancy, but all it’ll cost you to get there is the $2.75 subway fare. Can’t beat it. Look at these crowds!


We walked along the pier and saved a few crabs and then ended the evening over dinner at a beer garden around the corner (horrible music, mediocre food, but foosball!). Arthur finished a bowl of mussels – and half of Julian’s cheeseburger. No one fell asleep on the subway ride home, but everyone crashed hard upon our arrival at home.

Julian’s diary highlights all the most important points:


On Sunday we decided we weren’t beached out yet, so we spent the day in Rockaway. Just a relaxed day spent playing, napping, eating popsicles.


Also, these guys. I just adore them.

On the last day of our Five Day Run of Fun, we started out with homemade donuts. I’m particular psyched because these strawberries came from our small Brooklyn window box garden! Boys were psyched because donuts.


After a sufficient amount of sugar, we were headed to Central Park. It was a perfect day for bike riding. Not too hot, just right. We had lunch at the Ballfield Cafe and then played for a long time at a lawn in the park. Then playground, then home. It was perfect!

Tired, happy boys.


Last Hurrah

Well, we’ve made it; the summer is almost over. Julian starts school on Tuesday, and I’m feeling all the feels.

I’ve truly enjoyed this summer with the kids. No camp, no major distractions, a couple of trips to keep things fresh (Avalon and West Virginia). But mostly we created a mix of fun and laziness that allowed us not to kill each other. Instead, I enjoyed every day with the boys. Sure, there were challenging moments, but as opposed to relieved I feel kind of sad to see the summer come to an end.

Also, my baby is starting Kindergarten, so that’s kind of impossible. Except not. He is ready. And so am I. (Arthur won’t start pre-school until October.)

This past week we’ve started preparing for school. We’ve stocked up on lunchbox fillers…


…and we’ve talked about his first day with anticipation.

We had some fun with friends on an adventure day in Manhattan…


We played soccer and rode bikes…


(yes, I set the goal up upside down, whatever)

We did some art, and Arthur said goodbye to his wonderful blessing of a speech therapist. She will be so missed.


On Friday we met our friends at our favorite spot, Brooklyn Crab. It was a lovely summer night.


The kids had such a blast. We had shrimps and mussels and corn dogs and many, many laughs.

As the sun was setting, the kids were running around on the pier. It was magical.


Then, when Julian was tired from all the running, he sat down with me on the ground next to the bikes for a rest. Arthur was already in his bike seat and requested a drink of water. Jeff handed him the water bottle, it slipped, and fell straight on Julian’s finger.

The next morning: confirmation of a broken bone. My poor guy!


Julian has been so tough. He never complains about his finger, and it hasn’t slowed him down at all. I am thankful that it didn’t affect his right hand. In 6 to 8 weeks he should be as good as new.

Yesterday, after our visit to urgent care, we rode our bikes to Forest Hills, Queens. It was a fun ride through different neighborhoods, which is one of my favorite thing about bike riding in the city. We get to see places we might otherwise not get to see, and I think that’s great. There is always something surprising or interesting along the way.

The actual forest was great. We hiked with our hiking sticks/lightsabers and completely inappropriate footwear.


There were many things to climb on and jump from…


And then it was time to head home.


On the way home, we bought our boys the obligatory ice cream, especially for this one with his sad broken finger.


Two more days until school starts! (I hope I won’t cry. But I probably will.)

Long Island City

Today I can barely keep my head above water, so I’d rather think about yesterday – which was a lovely day.

The boys and I met up with some of our favorite friends and took the boat over to Long Island City.


It was a beautiful day, and the kids were so happy to be on a boat and on an adventure.

We went to a playground and played for a bit.

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And then we just hung out by the water, looked at boats, and ate lunch. What a view, right?


The kids are so fun together and so sweet. I just love all of them so much.


And most of all it is so good to be around a friend (the adult one, not pictured!) who gets why I think my kids are ridiculous and annoying and wonderful at the same time.

I’m living the paradox – where things are beautiful and offensively difficult all at the same time. Bam!