UP!...GOODBYE TO THE PACIFIERS

Today was the day.

After months of anticipation and discussion,
today Luke said GOODBYE, PACIFIERS!



We picked a special spot: a Central Park bridge overlooking Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis Reservoir...



The conditions were perfect for a pacifier air-lift: breezy, mild and bright.



We bid the paci's adieu, and released them into the wind.
We hoped they would be in Cairo or Bangalore by sunset...



They didn't even make it to 97th Street.
The cargo was too heavy - the balloons sunk as if attached to a wet diaper.



We lightened the load, and got ready to make a second launch.



And away they went!



(Hey - the Kitty Hawk didn't take off the first time either.)
Wish my Mom and Dad luck with bedtime and naptime!

I SCOOT, THEREFORE I AM

Yesterday morning, a very special present arrived for Luke.



As usual, I was anxious to see what the upside of this present was for ME.



Luke got a scooter for his birthday!



Let me see how low these adjustable handlebars will go...



Uh-oh - Big Brother is onto me.

(Just wait until Luke goes down for a nap, Scooter... you're my new stealth ride!)

LUKE IS THREE!

Happy Birthday to me!




I'm supposed to blow out THESE candles because it's MY cake. I hope Christopher doesn't try to sneak in here and blow these out as payback for his birthday candles last month.



Wait one second... Dad: this isn't cake.



Mom: PIE? Even Marie Antoinette got cake! Birthday boys need CAKE!