Right on schedule, Annie is in the “mine!” phase. My ball! My pen! My newspaper! MY car keys! MINE MINE MINE I hear it all day long. I can say something like, “Hey Mike, will you hand me my purse?” And Annie will yell, “NO! My purse!” or “Mike, the bill from the surgical hospital…
Kids become obsessed with the weirdest things, and Annie is no different. Recently she was obsessed with monsters (which, uh, I may have had a little something to do with), and at her pool lessons she told her teacher that there were monsters in the filter. I just shrugged and flashed the teacher my best,…
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Emergency Response
June 25th, 2012Comments: 56
The first time I went to New York City was in 2002, not long after the first anniversary of September 11th. One evening I was in the back of a cab, headed to the Lower East Side from my hotel in Midtown. I heard a siren approaching from behind, and noticed the cars around us…
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Coconut Margaritas
June 22nd, 2012Comments: 19
One of my favorite Mexican Restaurants in Los Angeles, El Cholo, serves amazing Coconut Margaritas. I remember when I first saw them on the menu I said, “So, what, these are just piña coladas with tequila?” But oh no, they are not, not at all. They are sweet and a little tart and so delicious…
Annie’s Pool Lessons
June 22nd, 2012Comments: 31
For the last two weeks Annie has been going to introductory swim lessons and she has LOVED it! Each day she wakes up asking about “pool lessons,” and when it comes time to get ready she waits patiently as we slather her in sunscreen and pull on her “baby suit” (that’s Annie speak for bathing…
