Our boy has never, ever been afraid of being in the water; his nightly bath is perhaps his favorite time of the day, and getting him out of the tub is never easy. So we were very excited to learn that Cousin Mia had left an inflatable pool at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. Last Saturday, the first hot day since we got here, we blew it up – it’s an impressive thing, with two sections, a small slide, and a seahorse that sprays water out of its mouth if you hook a hose up to it – and got Nyan into his swimsuit. Mia came over and put on her swimsuit as well, and the two of them splashed, swam and laughed for quite a while. Okay, so Nyan was a little confused at first, as you can see in the video down below: he was a wallflower, clinging to the side and tepidly splashing his hand in the water. But before long he was all over the place, as the pics prove. (Click any picture to start a slideshow)
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More Fun in the Great Outdoors
As you’ve seen in recent posts, young Nyan Thomas is having a grand old time during his sojourn in Iowa. And the weather has certainly cooperated: it’s been sunny and warm – but not hot or too humid – pretty much every day. That’s meant lots of time spent outdoors – parks, the back yard, strolls around the neighborhood with Grandma. We’ll have more photos and video from his time in the back yard pool soon. For now, a quick look back at some fun crawling around in the grassy back yard, and playing on the various toys at nearby Willow Creek Park.
Nyan Thomas on a Lazy Sunday in the Back Yard
It was a very warm June day today, and our boy spent a fair amount of time in the back yard, crawling around on the grass, playing in the pool, chewing on his toys and being fascinated by the garden hose. Here, a selection of shots, in which our hero shows off his wide range of facial expressions.
(Click on any of the photos below to start a slideshow…)
Today’s photos: Before and After
Anyone who knows Nyan Thomas knows that he doesn’t go down for naps easily – even when he’s clearly exhausted. Sometimes we stick him in the Graco swing and after a few minutes, his eyelids get heavy enough that we can gently move him to his crib.
Here he is this afternoon, just after dozing off in the swing:
And here he is after a refreshing 30-minute nap:
Mother’s Day (Pics and Video)
We’re a few days late with this one, but: last Sunday was Mommy’s first Mother’s Day, and we celebrated with a delicious dinner at cousin Brian and Hannah’s swank high-rise apartment in Fort Greene. First off, check out those views!
Here’s Daddy and Nyan Thomas:
And Aunt Hannah and Nyan Thomas:
Now to the video. Here’s our boy, waving around a wooden spoon like it’s a light saber:
And here he is getting a piggyback ride and responding by (a) gouging out Daddy’s eyeball, and (b) poking a finger deeper into Daddy’s ear canal.
Here he is with Aunt Hannah again:
And a couple more featuring Brian and Hannah’s cool coffee table. It’s an old rail cart that they found in an antique store. Here, Nyan Thomas examines the decades-old wood and iron fittings:
This is the boy coming face to face with Smudgie, the legendary 15 year old cat. Nyan Thomas, you see, loves to crawl under coffee tables. (Don’t ask us why; he finds amusement in the simple things.) This one had the added bonus of an iron axle that he could slobber onto, and also a mellow creature that he could check out.
Finally, check out the flowers that the young man bought for his Mommy for Mother’s Day. Such a sweetheart!
You Can’t Fight Heritage, It Seems
As you may or may not know, your humble blogger was born, raised, and remains a fan of the hapless Chicago Cubs – a professional baseball team that hasn’t done much of anything, besides lose, in more than 100 years. Literally. Being a Cubs fan was never forced on me, it’s just something you pick up – from drinking the water, perhaps, or from watching WGN – when you grow up a couple of hours from Chicago.
While the Cubs’ stadium, Wrigley Field, is a lovely place, being a Cubs fan is little more than a curse. Lord knows I’ve tried to break it, but alas, I remain a Cubs fan.
I was hoping that our boy could avoid that fate. He was born in New York, after all – and you could actually see Yankee Stadium from the room! Not that I’d want him to be a Yankee fan, but still. He’s not been raised in Chicago, he’s never been to Wrigley Field, he’s never even seen a moment of Cubs baseball on the tellie.
Alas: one well-meaning uncle comes along and gives him a Cubs onesie. Nyan loves it. Game over, I suppose. C’est la vie.
Go Cubs.
Nyan Thomas through the Months
The latest in our series of Nyan Thomas and his momma on a (somewhat) monthly basis.
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Today’s photos: Nyan Thomas’ first art gallery
On Friday evening, we headed to an art gallery featuring some great photographs of Karen freedom fighters, in the mountains of southeast Burma. We met some great people, including some fellow Burmese, and Nyan Thomas made friends with, well, just about everyone, including Luke, who is about 8 years old and was totally enamored with the little man. His mom told us later that as she was putting down to bed that night, “he expressed the desire to have a little brother like [Nyan]. He was really taken by his sweetness. Good job, mama and papa!” Aww, thanks! We try our best.
Some pictures from the event:
Guess who turns 9 today
Yes, young Nyan Thomas is a full nine months old today. Make your own comments about how quickly the time passes, how they grow up so fast, etc., and while you’re doing that, enjoy this sampling of photos from our recent trip tot he Midwest, along with a couple of videos:
Nyan Thomas with his beautiful mommy:
The little man with Uncle Scott:
Our boy playing “build and then destroy the wood block tower” with Grandma L.:
Merry-go-round (with video and pics)
To celebrate Nyan Thomas’s return to New York, I took the day off on Monday and we all headed down to DUMBO, the cool cobblestoned neighborhood down along the river, underneath the Brooklyn and Manhattan bridges. Last fall they opened up a merry-go-round – a restored carousel first built in the 1930s, and one of the few (if not the only) carousels listed on the National Register of Historical Things. Some photos, and a video, of our afternoon (click on photos to enlarge):
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