All Treats, No Tricks

Last weekend we got the Halloween spirit started at a party at the community garden. It was only appropriate that a fuh-fuh-fly got to play among the flowers. The highlight was decorating a pumpkin with stickers.


On Halloween I went to school as a pupa instead of a pupil. By midday I made my transformation - complete with sparkly shoes (which, I've been told, not all fuh-fuh-flies have).


At school we had a party, including a peacock, two dragons, a lion, and a kitty cat.


On our way home, I saw one of my relatives as window dressing - how sad that she couldn't come trick or treating with me...


We covered our entire elevator line and got mostly treats. My very first candy bar was full-size, not fun-size (thanks 14A!)


Trick-or-treating was easy compared with opening the packages...but well worth the trouble!

Baby, Oh Baby!!

I love hugging my babies almost as much as I love being cuddled by mommy and daddy.


They are quite a lap-full, but there's always room.


Three little girls - ready for bed. Good night!

My Name in Lights

Apparently, I'm an international sensation who represents style, good food, and speed. How did they know?

This photo is from New York (who's that little baby?):


This one is from Tokyo:


And from Australia:


We have three continents covered, but what about South America? Africa? Europe? Antarctica? Send me your Liana photos...

It's Raining, Men

Even though the weather yesterday was inclement, the last eight days have been filled with activity with some of my favorite guy friends.

Last weekend Sorin and Rian took us to the Central Park Zoo. Hey, hey, there are the monkeys. And people say WE monkey around?


This weekend was so busy with cousins, swimming, the garden Halloween party (photos to come post-10/31 since they would expose my exceptional costume), and errands with mommy and daddy. Before it ended, I needed to blow off a little steam, so Alex took me to the park.

He said I was a such a swinger...


Then we had a snack: a lovely way to end our date. I love this fish(ie) place.

Stuck On You

This weekend Beckett and his mommy and daddy came to visit us from Atlanta. We had so much fun playing (albeit not so much together) in lots of different "porks."




We celebrated "Uncle" Brian's birthday at the community garden by feeding the fishies (but not birthday cake, silly!).


Beckett and I also both LOVE stickers. I prefer the people to the dinos, but together we cover most of evolution. (Check out his blog for more on the dinos...we're such a literary couple!)


Beckett got to take his first subway ride (actually it may have been his second, but he doesn't remember the first one, so it probably shouldn't count). We definitely took his first taxi ride, though. I have to work pretty hard to make him a city kid...


Beckett gave me a great bag I will use to collect candy on Halloween. I had so much fun with him and his family. I hope they'll come back to visit again soon.

18 Month Surprise Potty

To celebrate my 18-month birthday, I inaugurated my potty. It was so exciting, I almost peed in my pants, but that would have defeated the purpose. I guess I have to stop wearing it as a hat now.

They Might Be Famous...

Daddy and mommy took me to the Great Children's Read at Columbia. I thought I was getting second-rate treatment because last year we got to see Mariska Hargitay and the first celebrity we sighted this year was Bullseye, a tacky mascot.


Once they realized with whom they were dealing, I quickly got inside the velvet ropes.


We heard a great concert by They Might Be Giants and then the two Johns signed my bag. I think my parents might have been more excited then I, since they remember TMBG before they were singing songs for little people (but when I guess they were still getting big).


Next I met another celebrity, Miss New York USA, Danielle Roundtree. All my practice saying "tiara" finally paid off.


I was even invited to become a member of what I'm told is a very select group: the New York Public library cardholders.


All these people are great, but mommy and daddy say I'm still number 1!

The Apples of My Eye

Today mommy, daddy and I went picking one of my favorite words (and foods) - ah-puhls. I think my adoration began with the reading of The Very Hungry Caterpillar, which I prefer to call "the ah-puhl book" since on Monday the caterpillar eats "one ah-puhl." It was Saturday, but here I am doing the same...


It was such a beautiful day that I was glad I'd brought my shades.


I didn't really do much picking, but I got to ride on daddy's shoulders and point out the red and green deliciousness up in the trees...


...and on the ground (though those are not for eating, I'm told). What a waste of perfectly yummy food!


We did a lot of walking and carried a big stick (to help us pick the apples that daddy wasn't tall enough to reach).


Mommy and I enjoyed the tasting almost as much as the picking.


We didn't bring home a pumpkin, but I did pick a few up and they are a lot heavier than they look (must be all those seeds).


We took my first and second hayrides to and from the orchard - what fun!


Buh-bye ah-puhls!! See you next year - though I'll be eating your friends and relatives all week (until I get a tummyache, just like my caterpillar friend).