With some spectacular weather in New York last weekend, my wife thought it would be a good idea to go hiking as a family. Pre-kids, my wife and I did a lot of hiking together.
Being spur of the moment, we checked the web for hiking spots close to Brooklyn that wouldn’t be too hard for a 4 year old. That’s a bit of a crap shoot if you don’t know the spots, so we rolled the dice and headed to the Cranberry Lake Preserve in Westchester. Figuring a lake hike can’t have too many hills and there were a few short hikes so it looked like a good call.
And it was.
My wife was afraid that it might be too easy, one of those paths that are more like walks than hikes, but it wasn’t that. There were ups and downs and you had to scramble over logs and streams. There were some rickety wooden bridges that added some fear factor and even one that had been washed out forcing us to turn back and try a different path. Tori started out holding my hand for support, but about halfway through she started taking off on her own (and only fell once).
Just the right amount of challenge to make it fun but not discourage the girls. They are now both really excited about going hiking again.
The obligatory pictures:
The Bent Bridge – this was a sturdy oneSnacks by a waterfallClimbing a big rock
Regular readers have heard about the Atlantic Antic, Brooklyn’s largest street fair (biggest in NYC, I believe) and right outside our front door. They close Atlantic Avenue (our street) for the day and it’s a mile long. They say a million people come to this fair.
To me what makes this street fair great is that the local bars and restaurants come out. Atlantic has some great bars and restaurants with crazy ethnic diversity, so it’s not just the typical NYC street fair food.
It’s also very kid friendly, which works well for us.
We like to start the day by taking a stroll before it actually opens. My girls love the fact that they can walk on the street, so we head out around 10:30 am to check out things getting set up. This is what it looks like. The fair goes farther than you can see in this picture.
The NYC Transit Museum is just off Atlantic and they block off a side street for a block and bring in a bunch of old buses. This is fun because it’s open before the rest of the fair starts cranking.
They also provide arts and crafts for the kids, making buttons and cardboard buses.
Since at this point the Antic hasn’t even started yet, we head home (picking up some corn on the cob on the way) to pick up my wife for the real eating.
For me it’s all about the food. Among the things we ate:
Not to mention some great beers and sangria along the way.
Of course, for the kids it’s all about other things. Face painting:
Random kid stuff (this guy actually lives in our building):
Random kids games:
And we all love the music. About every other block a band is playing. This was a great blues band.
On the way home we saw these street dancers/acrobats literally in front of our building. I really should have taken video of these guys.
It was a truly great day. And it reminded us what a great age our kids have hit. We were out from about 10:30 am until 5:00 walking with our 4 and 8 year olds (almost 5 and 9). No issues. Taking our kids places has become easy.
The crowd going to the 9/11 reunion for our folks was simply huge so we had to go. I would have totally regretted not going.
But I wasn’t going to go without my girls. So around 2:00 the whole family hopped into a cab and headed to a dive bar in downtown Manhattan. I warned my daughters that they were likely to be bored. It would be a bunch of grown-ups talking. Victoria asked, “will they have toys there?”. Sorry kiddo, not that kind of joint.
We were quite late (it was officially 1-3) so when we got there, everyone had already arrived. We had pretty much the entire bar. It was fairly amazing. I spend ten minutes saying hi to the people in the front of the bar and Danielle is saying, “are you done?”. I point to the rest of the bar and tell her, “I’m friends with all those people”. I think she was a bit surprised.
It was a bit dull for the girls, but they were largely great. Of course everyone was happy to see them and Danielle heard “I can’t believe how big she is” a million times. Kevin Mei was particularly fun with the girls (he convinced Tori that he’s 15).
They picked out songs on the juke box and the bartender threw in extra money for them. He gave them free chips and the waitress brought Tori extra French Fries (she is a serious French Fry girl). The New York State “no kids sitting at the bar” law was not enforced this afternoon.
Aside from that, I got to see people I haven’t seen in years. Some more than 5 years. We had people from way out of town, really an incredible gang. It shows the power of Facebook because that’s how this whole thing got organized. One of the old gang, Eileen, even put together a photo book via Shutterfly with old pictures of the folks we lost.
So we remembered our folks and had a great reunion at the same time. Bittersweet, but overall a really good time.
We just finished our vacation in Cape Cod. This is the fourth year we’ve gone to this same beach house, so regular blog readers can pretty much refer to any of the last three year’s posts, (2008, 2009, or 2010) to get the general sense. This year’s post will be mainly pictures.
This year we had absolutely spectacular weather except for the very beginning and the very end. We knew we were in for a rainy ride up, but it looked like just a regular rainy day. So we took off without really checking traffic reports. Not a good move.
As we were driving, major roads had lanes closed due to flooding. As we approached the Whitestone Bridge to get out of the city, traffic suddenly comes to a halt. We see people turning around and going the wrong way off an on ramp to get away. Never a good sign.
A little further we see the big traffic sign:
Flooding conditions ahead. All lanes closed.
Suddenly the people going the wrong way on the on ramp made perfect sense. So we did the same. We find an alternate route and get across the bridge.
A bit later, going up I-95, we see a traffic sign saying:
Accident at Connecticut Exit 2. Major delays.
Well, great. We turn on the traffic report to hear that a tractor trailer has flipped and I-95 northbound is completely closed. Time for alternate route #2. But we get around that craziness, the rain subsides and a normal 5 1/2 drive is just 6 1/2 hours. Really not bad, all things considered.
We had to put up with one more day of rain. But we still manage to have some fun on the beach. This is Danielle doing handstands. This will be a major theme of this vacation:
Tori watching Danielle do a handstand
But after that day, the weather was perfect every single day. So it was all beach, all the time. Our beach at low tide:
Skaket Beach
There were minnows and hermit crabs to catch:
Danielle catching minnowsVictoria catching minnowsVictoria with a tiny hermit crab
Seashells to find:
Danielle with sea shellsDanielle, Tori and me collecting shells and crabs
boats to ride:
Tori trying to row
and of course, more handstands:
Danielle (right) and a friendDanielle (again)
For the second week some friends joined us. They have twins (boy and girl, Cooper and Marieé) age 6. The kids play well together and the great thing about this beach is that the water gets deep so slowly you can give the kids a lot of slack without worrying:
The four of them as I watch from the deck
And aside from handstands, there was a lot of hula-hooping:
Danielle and CooperTori and Danielle draw a crowd
and fun meals on our deck.
Cooper, Danielle, Marieé and Tori
The only time we left the beach was to go bike riding on the Cape Cod Rail Trail, usually with an ice cream shop as the destination:
Tori and her ice cream (not to scale)Elly and an appreciative DanielleA silly Marieé and Tori
During a walk on the beach, we saw an older guy with his adult daughter digging. Tori of course, immediately goes up to them and asks what they are doing. They were clamming. Digging for clams right there. So the guy explains how to look for the little holes that result from clams squirting water so you know where to dig and the kids help out. They help find several claims and we have a great time.
So the next day Danielle says, “I want to go dig for claims”. Now we have no clue if there’s a certain time of day or spot or what. The tide is different so we can’t just go back to the same spot. So we find as similar a spot as possible and look for those holes. And guess what? Clamming is easy. We’re finding clams bigger than your fist and we fill up a big bucket. My wife made clams casino.
The next day we are out there doing it again, and people are asking us how to do it (hey, we’ve done it twice now, we’re experts). So now we have other people giving us clams and having a grand ole time.
Victoria watching Cooper dig a claimDanielle gets a clam
What else? Well, of course there was dancing…
Victoria showing her movesDanielle and Cooper
and ridiculous sunsets…
Every night was like this…
The only downside was Hurricane Irene coming just a bit too early. With it due to hit Brooklyn late Saturday night, we knew that we couldn’t stay until Sunday. We left around 1:15 PM on Saturday afternoon. Most people must have heeded the warnings, because we’ve never seen such little traffic coming home from Cape Cod. We were home before 6 including a McDonald’s stop, just beating the beginning of the heavy rain.
All in all, a fantastic vacation for me and my girls…
We’re still a bit in low budget mode, so our spring vacation was to Orlando where my wife’s brother lives. And we managed a couple of days at Disney to make the girls happy (somehow, no matter how hard you try, Disney is not low budget).
It was a nice trip. Our girls Uncle Herbie has a new dog, a Chihuahua to go with their Golden Retriever (talk about an an odd size ratio) and our girls love dogs.
Danielle prefers the big dog, but still loved the little one:
But Tori has always been a little dog fan:
Regular blog readers might find this picture familiar, except the last time I posted it, Danielle was catching the fish:
And of course there was Disney. We had to do at least one character meal. Tori, as the second child, gets the bad deal here. I think we did three character meals for Danielle when she was four (ok, we had a bit more money then too).
So Tori got breakfast with Winnie the Pooh and company:
We stayed a couple nights at Animal Kingdom Lodge which was nice for the girls. This was the view from our balcony:
And these two just couldn’t get along:
And this was just behind the pool:
Tori was good on the rides, though she’s a bit of a scaredy-pants. Danielle will ride anything, but Tori doesn’t like dark rides, or overly fast ones. The best picture came from Splash Mountain. To look at the picture, you would think Tori loved this ride. The truth is that she cried for half of it. But check her out in the picture, hands up having fun:
Danielle, now 8, is a crazy good with a hula hoop. She once did it for an hour straight, just to see if she could. Like many things, when people are good at something, it seems effortless to them. When Danielle is going her hips barely move.
If I try to hula hoop on the other hand, I look like a spastic drunk.
Victoria (4), of course, looks up to her big sister. She’s finally catching on…
It took a while, but we just got some of the official pictures from the real photographer. So without further ado, Danielle and Victoria as flower girls:
I mentioned the new Crocodile Rock version in my last post. This song comes from the new movie Gnomeo and Juliet, which is presumably an animated gnome take-off or Romeo and Juliet (I’m guessing with a happier ending).
Danielle wants to go see the movie, so I explained the pun in the title and described the plot of Romeo and Juliet. That led me to explain that it is such a famous story that tons of other stories/movies/plays/etc. are based on it.
Which then led me to West Side Story. Have I mentioned how awesome YouTube is, when you have kids?
Instead of just describing how West Side Story is this amazing modern rendition of Romeo and Juliet with great music and dancing, I just go to YouTube and start showing clips of all the songs.
And really, if you haven’t watched West Side Story in a while, it’s still amazing. Some of the best music ever, great dancing, 10 Oscar awards.
The only proof I needed was an eight year old, completely entranced…
Tonight we were watching something on the Disney Channel and a music video comes up with Nellie Furtado singing Crocodile Rock as a duet with Elton John.
So of course, I have to point out to Danielle that it was his song originally and that the original version is better. But then I realized that I have the original on my iPod (Greatest Hits 1970-2002) so I could show her.
Of course Danielle wants to watch the end of the show first, but after that I play the original Crocodile Rock. There’s me, Danielle and Tori dancing like fools to old school Elton John. I follow up with Benny and the Jets and every other up tempo Elton John hit.
It was a big fat old school dance party with my girls.