I think these sneakers are super cool, and we can't walk five steps down the street without someone or another stopping us to agree.
They're Saucony (apparently they were a thing when we were teenagers, although I don't personally remember that), and you can buy them in various colors in infant/toddler sizes. Cute cute cute.
When it's this hot out, there's nothing to do but dip yourself in the pool over and over...
Then invite over friends (that's Kendrick's ex-Harlem Shakes bandmate Todd, now of Arms, and his girlfriend Mona)...
No fancy nails or glitter headbands this year; for our son's second-ever Fourth of July we decided to head to the John Jay Homestead in Katonah.
The whole thing was too cute, and could have basically been called The Adorable Family Fun Fair: rainbow rocket pops, crafting, ponies, face-painting...
Kendrick and I have one of those screen-saver things set up where our TV links to my computer and randomly scrolls through my (millions and millions) of photos. The problem with this is that we actually can't even glance at the thing if we don't want to spend the next hour staring at it and reminiscing. Seriously: it stops us in our tracks and does things like postpone dinner and/or actual plans.
It's shots like this one (from summer 2012, a couple of months before we moved) that kill me.
First of all: baby chick hair. And second of all, I do miss some things about the city: mostly our little rituals, like early-morning trips to the diner before Kendrick headed off to work (we were getting up with - sometimes even before - the sun in those days). We've replaced breakfasts on First Avenue with new rituals now, of course, but it's still nice to go down the wormhole sometimes.
