AN AFTERNOON AT THE HIGH LINE

Over the weekend we finally crossed over to to the west side and took Lucas to visit The High Line. I don’t know why we waited so long. Sure it’s a bit touristy and crowded but there’s a good reason for it. The views are spectacular and it’s filled with exciting nooks and grassy areas perfect for toddler exploring. We started off at 28th St. and made our way down to the meat packing district. Somewhere along the walk Lucas started to become extra hyper and I knew it was time for a nap. We were lucky enough to find two empty chaises. The shoes came off and we made ourselves right at home. Within minutes I had a drooling baby on my chest. My city boy can pretty much fall asleep anywhere, anytime. There must be something soothing about all that city noise! Definite highlights were our passion fruit paletas and the water fountain which entertained Lucas for about twenty whole minutes. Looks like we found ourselves a new summer stomping ground.

lucas: tank c/o children of the tribe | shorts c/o appaman | sneakers from converse 
nicole: necklace c/o mourning dove 

LOVE IS

Love is friendship that has lasted 19 years and counting.

Love is raising our babies together.

Love is bringing our littles to our old high school stomping grounds.

Love is seeing our kids love on each other.

Love is being witness to beautiful friendships blossom. 

SUMMER DAYS ARE NEAR

Summer days are near. Yes, yes they are. We came back from the most delicious weather in Nola (a post coming this week..I promise!) to even better, somehow more delectably scrumptious NYC sun. Low to mid 70’s, sunshine, and a killer breeze to top it off. I can’t tell you how long I (and every other New Yorker) have been waiting for this. I promised myself this winter while zipping up my North Face and putting on my snow boots for the one millionth time that I would NOT be that person. Ya know. The one who complains all winter long how they “just can’t wait for summer!” and then BOOM – one week into the heat proclaims how Fall needs to hurry up and get here. Nope. Mark my word. I will grin and bear the stinky subway (what’s with that anyways? there’s a Duane Reade on every corner stocked with deodorant my fellow NYC peeps. justtttt saying…), my inevitably sweaty back, and the endless applications of sunscreen. Because this winter was just that bad. And FYI. City summers are pretty bad ass. So yea. Summer days are near. I can feel it. 
Lucas’s tee c/o little nuggets

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“A portrait of my son, once a week, every week, in 2014.”You are growing like a weed my little love.  From your limbs to your mane. I love your little pony and those scrumptious cheeks. 

LUCAS SAYS



I know it’s been done before and I couldn’t quite think of a cute/original title for this new series because well, this is what Lucas says. So onward. Lucas is talking so much these days and every day he comes up with something new and hilarious (can you tell I’m his biggest fan?). Here are a few gems from the past few weeks:

After stuffing all his ninja turtles down his shirt, he comes to the living room to show Ivan and I his turtle belly!.

Turtle power! Anyone else noticing a recurring ninja turtle pattern? I live for this kid and his turtle obsession. We can thank daddy for this one.

The ball is goneeee! A four word sentence, ya’ll!

No way, man. This phrase isn’t new but it’s still going strong.

After he falls or takes a spill he gets right up and shouts I’m ok! or I good!

He sings an awesome cover of “Elmo’s Song” and replaces Elmo with mommy or daddy, depending on his mood. My favorite is “Mommy’s song”.

He is an absolute mamas boy and any time he is “injured” (I use this word loosely) he comes to me, points to said ailing ligament, and says Mama I hurt. And then he receives 10 mama kisses which makes everything better.

Lucas woke up this weekend and found an empty bag of sour candy on the couch that Ivan and I had polished off once he went to bed. He brought the bag into our bed and shouted Daddyyyyy ate allll maaaaa candy!. At least he didn’t blame mama 😉

And the ultimate mystery – old man poo! He shouts this daily and neither Ivan or I can figure who or what he is referring to.

MAMA AND LEÓN WEAR AND A NOLA UPDATE

A quick iPhone photo shoot courtesy of papi before we went off to stuff our faces with pasta and salad 😉 Many of you asked via Instagram where you could find my shoes and they’re currently on sale here. They run true to size and are super comfy – perfect for chasing after the little man. My sweater is also on sale (wahoo!) but sadly I couldn’t find my pants online (these are similar). Lucas’s shirt is from Hugo Loves Tiki and has been a heavy rotation item in his wardrobe. It’s super light-weight and extra adorable. His moccs are from Freshly Picked and are limited edition butterscotch.

In other news, Ivan and I are headed to New Orleans. Our first solo vacation in 3 years. To say I’m excited would be a major understatement. Of course nothing is packed and I have a million errands to run before dropping señor Lucas off at grandma’s but who cares when adult beverages and alone time with my man are around the corner. NOLA we are coming for you! 

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20-52“A portrait of my son once a week, every week, in 2014.”
You love to wear your rain boots just about everywhere. It’s actually quite practical for times such as these when you use The Hulk as a shovel to dig in the dirt.

WHAT DID YOU DO AS A CHILD

“What did you do as a child to make the hours pass like minutes? Herein lies the key to your earthly pursuits.” 
– Carl Jung

My free spirited boy. We took a stroll to Central Park and came across a group of little girls who were playing in the fountain. It started with toe dips then clothes started flying everywhere. I hesitantly stripped Lucas to his diaper so he could play. No less than one minute later I was being handed a soggy pull up from Lucas. For a moment I began to internally freak. Strangers staring! The fountain must be filthy! But then Lucas ran off with the adorable gang of giggling girls and he looked so happy. So free. My nerves softened and I was able to just enjoy the moment and allow Lucas to run and let it all hang out. Childhood is magic. Lucas is magic. What a perfect afternoon. 
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