I'm so out of practice I couldn't even think of a good headline. To recap the last couple of months in 30 seconds or less: worked, ended job, went to Miami with the lean mean walking machine. And here we are. October already. Where did the time go? One minute you're enjoying summer, the next, you learn Katie Holmes is with bump.
The kid is doing great. The tooth count is now at 12. Numbers 13 and 14 are poking through. Walking: forwards and backwards. Running: dangerously fast. Talking: sorta. Freakishly obsessed with: bananas, raisins, feet (other people's), balloons, shampoo bottles, and Cookie Monster. (It's not that he really likes Cookie Monster, it's just the only one of the Sesames he can say. It goes something like this: "Cccccooh. Ccccooh." And then he laughs.)
For Halloween, H. is going to be a lion. A Children's Place lion to be exact. He knows that a lion roars, so rather than having him endure the injustice of being, oh say, a dog (he doesn't know that one), we let him be the animal he knows how to do. (He also knows snake, but I didn't see that on the rack. Nor the owl.) We are hoping that LSP will hang with him in public at the local Halloween parade because I have insider information that she is going as someone who is way too cool to ever be seen in person with a lion. Let's just say he can be one of her groupies. If she lets him.
Also? Look what I saw on our deck yesterday. Need I remind you we live in Brooklyn?
I sent this picture to my husband who informed me this was not a grasshopper but a praying mantis. I think it must be praying for Katie Holmes.