Wednesday, July 30, 2003
Sunday, July 27, 2003
CENTRAL PARK and THE TOY STORE
Sam feeds the squrrels,
crawls through the grass wishing everyone were with him,
has his first roller-coaster ride (he's not quite sure of this...),
watches the amusement park train go by,
which he likes very much (while wearing his new Central Park t-shirt that his grandpa figures he will grow into),
and is glad you could join him, even if it's only in pictures.
After the romp in the park, Grandpa and Sam met mom at the giant toy store in Times Square. Interesting place. After only ten minutes in the store, look what happened to him:
Our NYC punk. Still cute, eh?
If you took your eyes off him for a minute, he would scurry around the corner. During one of his scooting expeditions he ran right into dad, who had come by after work to join in the fun. After a day at the amusement park, Sam still prefers the greatest ride of all: his dad.
The purpose of the toy store visit was to pick up a good fold-up Mclaren stroller that will make traveling with Sam on the subway and the buses and the crowded sidewalks easier..... Mom, Dad, and a very tired Sam decided it was a good choice.
Sam feeds the squrrels,
crawls through the grass wishing everyone were with him,
has his first roller-coaster ride (he's not quite sure of this...),
watches the amusement park train go by,
which he likes very much (while wearing his new Central Park t-shirt that his grandpa figures he will grow into),
and is glad you could join him, even if it's only in pictures.
After the romp in the park, Grandpa and Sam met mom at the giant toy store in Times Square. Interesting place. After only ten minutes in the store, look what happened to him:
Our NYC punk. Still cute, eh?
If you took your eyes off him for a minute, he would scurry around the corner. During one of his scooting expeditions he ran right into dad, who had come by after work to join in the fun. After a day at the amusement park, Sam still prefers the greatest ride of all: his dad.
The purpose of the toy store visit was to pick up a good fold-up Mclaren stroller that will make traveling with Sam on the subway and the buses and the crowded sidewalks easier..... Mom, Dad, and a very tired Sam decided it was a good choice.
Saturday, July 26, 2003
On...
Friday
July 25
2003
3:15 p.m.
82 degrees
at...
53 years
22 days
14 hours of age
In...
Central Park (between The Dairy and the Wollmen Rink; mid-park at 65th Street)
New York City
New York State
United States
North America
Earth
and the rest...
Grandpa again gets it. He again understands that this is the meaning of life
Friday
July 25
2003
3:15 p.m.
82 degrees
at...
53 years
22 days
14 hours of age
In...
Central Park (between The Dairy and the Wollmen Rink; mid-park at 65th Street)
New York City
New York State
United States
North America
Earth
and the rest...
Grandpa again gets it. He again understands that this is the meaning of life
Friday, July 11, 2003
While we wait for those 'promised' photos of beaches and bashes......
Sam and Mom. An unbelievably joyful and loving pair. Check these out:
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2
3
Sonja dropped the boy off with grandpa in Central Park today, for their weekly adventure, and headed for work (but not before a good Central Park food play time).
Then it was off with grandpa on a three mile stroll through the amazing man-made 'nature preserve' that is Central Park. In one week it will be 150 years old, and the whole family will be there for the festivities.
While Sam slept and grandpa lugged (with the sweetest of pleasure), the team ended at the Guggenheim where Sam awoke to some pretty damn fine art. This kid has a good eye. He examined everything he saw, and let his grandpa know if he wanted more time with a particular picture or was ready to move on. His two favorite pictures were a nice Picasso and an impressive Rothko. While Sam was looking at the Picasso, and reaching for it- stretching out his hand in an attempt to touch it, to hold it, to make it part of himself- a young man politely asked if he could take his picture. Sam was ok with this and the photographer got a nice photo of a beautiful 10 month old reaching in delight for a Picasso.
While walking back Sam was approached by another photographer asking permission to take photos. It's getting hard to walk anywhere with Sam these days. You have to double the estimated time it will take you to walk from Point A to Point B because he has a tendency to stop traffic wherever he goes (pedestrian traffic...). People simply stop, Sam smiles at them (well over 80% of the time), and they exclaim how stunning he is. It's not even his looks. It's his presence, his natural charisma. This boy has the big IT.
Sam and Mom. An unbelievably joyful and loving pair. Check these out:
1
2
3
Sonja dropped the boy off with grandpa in Central Park today, for their weekly adventure, and headed for work (but not before a good Central Park food play time).
Then it was off with grandpa on a three mile stroll through the amazing man-made 'nature preserve' that is Central Park. In one week it will be 150 years old, and the whole family will be there for the festivities.
While Sam slept and grandpa lugged (with the sweetest of pleasure), the team ended at the Guggenheim where Sam awoke to some pretty damn fine art. This kid has a good eye. He examined everything he saw, and let his grandpa know if he wanted more time with a particular picture or was ready to move on. His two favorite pictures were a nice Picasso and an impressive Rothko. While Sam was looking at the Picasso, and reaching for it- stretching out his hand in an attempt to touch it, to hold it, to make it part of himself- a young man politely asked if he could take his picture. Sam was ok with this and the photographer got a nice photo of a beautiful 10 month old reaching in delight for a Picasso.
While walking back Sam was approached by another photographer asking permission to take photos. It's getting hard to walk anywhere with Sam these days. You have to double the estimated time it will take you to walk from Point A to Point B because he has a tendency to stop traffic wherever he goes (pedestrian traffic...). People simply stop, Sam smiles at them (well over 80% of the time), and they exclaim how stunning he is. It's not even his looks. It's his presence, his natural charisma. This boy has the big IT.