DHV got packaged into his car seat early Saturday to run up to Manhattan, where we met Matt and Stacey Jo for brunch at City Bakery. The opaque food service system deterred us initially but did not prevent us from filling up on bacon and eggs and cookies.
SJM regaled us with "True Tales of Goldman Sachs Debauchery and Tomfoolery" while making friends with DHV. The ladies sure seem to like the drool!
MLL regaled us with "Truly Humdrum Stories from Federal Appeals Court" and lured DHV into his lap with some fresh coffee. We captured a rare fit of rage from Matt when Stacey (who hails from the Land of Lincoln) tried to emancipate the boy, "Back off, Woman . . . your War of Northern Aggression over this child will not go unchecked!"
You don't need digital photos to know who won that epic struggle, but here's one anyway.
Continuing our quest to furnish our next house in New Haven, we stopped by a Japanese furniture maker around the corner from City Bakery. The proprietor was as eccentric as his goods were expensive, so we headed over to Brooklyn without furniture but richer for the experience. That night, we gathered for a remembrance of Aunt Bea, benefactor to many, who passed away in January. Here Ellen offers to carry DHV during her 15km race the next day while Kaiya practices a vow of silence after taping her mouth shut.
Sunday morning Aunt MAV, Uncle Hairy Trespasser, and Cousin Elsie came to Grandparent Lindy's house for brunch - more bacon and eggs! Uncle Trespasser was out on a work-release program after serving time for good behavior. He told the corrections folks that he had lined up a job in "internet publishing;" now that sounds like a mafia no-show job if I ever heard of one.
DHV and EAB had a more meaingful meeting than last time (also documented on Elsie's not-for-profit blog here). After an ice-breaking staring contest, DHV tried to pull off Elsie's leggings.
"Hey, get this spaz off of me!"
"That tri-hawk is more impressive in person than online. Don't worry, friend . . . just give me that legging and everything will be cool!" DHV then challenged EAB to a jumparoo contest, knowing that his 4 month age advantage will soon expire. He was little more than a blur as Elsie looked on.
2 comments:
I wish I could read the writing on that piece of paper over Kaiya's mouth.
DHV has such a tender look on his face as he's pulling on that legwarmer and sharing the bumbo. Nice to see the cousins getting along.
The jumperoo looks pretty cool. What's the weight limit, and do they sell one for 120 lb people?
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