31 October 2011

HALLOWEEN!!

If you haven't figured it out yet I absolutely love Halloween.  I think it should be a national holiday devoted to imagination and creativity.  I think there should be a law that you have to make your own costume and that it preferably be creepy.

Fort Greene is perfect for me because I am not alone in my over-the-top adoration of this holiest of days.  There were block parties everywhere and hordes of people milling about in costume. One house creates an entire stage production every year complete with sets and elaborate costumes. Lula was surprisingly cooperative in her Bride of Frankenstein hair helmet and Roan made his own costume at lunch.  Halloween is awesome.


Roan making his costume

Beet killer

Bride of Frankenstein

Me and Lula

As usual our attempt at a group photo was a failure

Roan and Sam

Clinton Ave Halloween Extravaganza

Our neighbor Claire as cotton candy!

30 October 2011

BOO-TON BUDDY

Check out Lula's spooky Halloween button buddy!


BEETS NO MORE

We've been stuck inside due to two sick kids and a freakish and annoying October snowstorm, so I decided to make a very small, very simple horror movie.

I am sure my film and animation friends will be horrified by my primitive editing skills more than anything else, but I cobbled this together after a 10 minute tutorial on Final Cut Pro from my babysitter.  The music and general psychosis are taken from Sleep No More, an insane theatrical experience based loosely on Macbeth. Roan's inspiration was beets for dinner.

Make sure your sound is turned up and you have it set to full screen for maximum creepiness.




29 October 2011

COUSINS

Last weekend was a boisterous, slightly chaotic, totally wonderful weekend of cousins. My cousin Jamie, her hubby Ken, and their 3 kids came up from Philly and stayed in my neighbors vacant apartment, sacrificing any comfort and amenities to be as close to us as possible. Between us we had 5 kids 5 and under. The kids, Saire 5, Ronan (yes, very confusing) 3, and Declan 10 months are absurdly gorgeous and goofy and sweet. Roan trailed Ronan and Saire in endless circles of giddiness at the playground. Declan was inexplicably terrified of Gracie. Jamie and Ken indulged in real NYC bagels.

Saire was totally entranced with Lula. We explained to Saire that she had to keep her hands very clean so she religiously used hand sanitizer.  She asked endless questions about Lu.  We explained the G-tube, why she couldn't hold up her head why she didn't make any noise. Lula mostly slept through everything, a side effect of her new meds.  It was so amazing because even though Lula couldn't run with the kids or participate in anything they were doing, Saire made sure Lula felt noticed and special.  She tried to include her in any way she could. She always wanted to help us change her or give her tummy time or therapy.  She even let us try out the blood pressure cuff on her when it wouldn't work on Lula. It was so encouraging to me that Saire didn't just see her as a baby who couldn't do anything she was supposed to be doing, but as someone whose specialness was meant to be explored. 

Sunday we took all the kids to Extreme Kids where Lula had an OT session and the kids spun like a giant collective whirling dervish on the therapy swing.  The weekend culminated with a big group bath (minus Lu) that was more splashing than washing.

We literally did not stop moving for two days. Sunday night I was paralytic.  I felt as though I had run a marathon.  It was SUCH a blast and well worth the exhaustion.


Declan and Mom

Saire on the slide

Living room chaos

Ronan

Saire

Pick-me-up

Lost shoe

Ronan swinging

New bath toy

COUSINS!!!

Sphygmominometer

End of the day collapse

Declan and Felix at Extreme Kids

Dizzy

Jamie and Declan

Sleeping beauty

27 October 2011

HEAD CASE

I came home from work today to a forehead knock to beat all forehead knocks. Roan has had his fair share but this one takes the cake:

Adamantly refused to stand still for a photo

Most often this seems to happen while under the care of my mother. She swears this is merely a coincidence but I'm not so sure.  Remember this post?

DONK

Lula's PT actually suggested we may want to get him a soft helmet!  I'm thinking I should just duct tape a tennis ball to his forehead every day.