Esmé's Big Announcement

Cape Cod

We had a great, drama-free trip up to the Cape. The house we rented back in January was indeed the house we enjoyed this August. No trips down the stairs or to the ER. It was, all in all, very fun and relaxing. Located in Centerville in what's known as the mid-Cape, our house was perfect. An open design, it provided plenty of room for the kids to run around. And if that wasn't enough, we had a big, fenced in backyard complete with swingset. In Esmé's world this is called a park.

One of our first orders of business was to head up to the tippy-top of the Cape to Provincetown to do some whale watching and take in the town. The waters were quite choppy thanks to Hurricane Bill, and in fact the boat crew was doling out free Dramamine. Esmé and I were not candidates. Unfortunately. Though we got some breathtaking views of some massive whales, Esmé and I spent the majority of the trip in the back of the boat... where they quarantine the sick passengers. And, ironically, the smokers too. It's also where the bathrooms are located. As I'm sure you can imagine, this was not the Lido Deck by any stretch of the imagination. Poor Esmé. Whereas I was only queasy and nauseous, she was out and out sick. Losing her breakfast. Her snacks. Anything and everything in that tiny little tummy of hers. And Kristopher was the model husband and father. He held her, nobly served as a receptacle for her continuous vomiting, cleaned her up and then continued to hold her while she napped from sheer exhaustion. And as these things go, once we were off the boat, we were fine. Thankfully we also thought to pack a change of clothes, not only for Esmé, but for Kristopher as well.

The majority of our stay was spent exploring Cape Cod's wide range of beaches and lobster rolls. Neither disappointed. One of the beaches was so deep it seemed as if we had to walk for miles before reaching water. Another had the most exquisite seashells there for the taking. The lobster rolls were equally varied. Some were simply lobster meat tucked inside a hot dog roll. Others also featured mayo and celery to varying degrees. All of it, the beaches, the lobster, was wonderful.

Here are some highlights...
























More can be viewed here...

On turning 2...

Esmé's birthday was a great success which is a relief considering how much we had built it all up for her. For weeks leading up to the big day, Esmé made her wishes very clear. She wanted a cake. This cake had to involve a pig. And it better be pink. Well thanks to Sarah, the Girl was not disappointed. She produced a veritable work of art that tasted as magnificent as it looked.



















The party was tons of fun. And we couldn't have pulled it off without the generosity of our super neighbors and friends– Cynthia, Tara and Sofia. Without their yard we would have had a lot of sweaty, uncomfortable people crammed into our tiny garage. The celebration would have definitely been compromised.

The little ones swam. Crafted. And had an all around good time. The grown-ups seemed to enjoy themselves as well. Esmé received so many wonderful gifts, she's enjoying getting to know each one. Here are some highlights from the day, starting with the unveiling of her new kitchen in the morning...





















































































































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Mile High, Revisited

So we made it back to Denver last month. And what a different experience it was traveling with a nearly two year old versus a nine-month old. Being the thrifty folks that we are, we decided against getting Esmé her own seat on the flight. We just made it as children two and up are required to have their own seats. Fortunately the seat next to ours was never filled, so for the outgoing trip we had the luxury of three seats. We decided this would be the perfect moment to introduce Esmé to Elmo. The portable DVD player proved invaluable, and Esmé was taken with the red beast the first moment she laid eyes on him. All in all she was a good traveler, and we received compliments on her behavior from surrounding passengers, something I always consider a good sign.

The Oxford Hotel has become quite the home away from home for Kristopher, and the place couldn't be warmer or more accommodating. They treated us like old friends and treated Esmé to all sorts of stuffed animals as well. They keep a birdcage in their lobby, and Esmé grew quite attached to the two birds who call it home. She still asks to go see them sometimes.

Since we arrived on the weekend, our first order of business was to take a day to go to the mountains. Something we missed out on last time around. We headed out to Breckenridge, a beautiful ski resort town nestled in the Rockies. In addition to taking in the town, its playgrounds and farmer's market, we were also able to take a short hike to some spectacular views. We also enjoyed a super lunch at Relish, a place recommended by one of the stand operators at the farmer's market, she even introduced me to the owner. And yes, if you click through, that was our view.





































Even as the weekday began, we were still able to do some sight-seeing with Daddy. On Tuesday he had to head out to Boulder for business. We tagged along and took in the sites. We visited a playground that was in the most spectacular setting. With mountains rising up all around and a babbling creek nearby it was nothing like our playgrounds at home. Boulder also features a pedestrian-only shopping avenue, Pearl Street, that's full of all sorts of amusements including boulders (of course) for climbing and water features that kids are encouraged to explore. We had a terrific lunch at a place called The Kitchen that features almost all locally sourced cuisine.




















































Back in Denver we had plenty with which to amuse ourselves. One day we visited The Children's Museum of Denver which was super entertaining for us both. There was room after room of fun stuff to do. Here's Esmé dabbling in some gardening. There was a train room that kept her quite busy. Some arts and crafts. And finally, what was I believe her favorite part, a room just for dancing.




Another day we hit the zoo. The Denver Zoo is quite impressive with a huge selection of animals all in a beautiful, easy to navigate setting. Esmé had a great time.































We also spent a lot of time exploring the city itself. Denver also has a pedestrian-only street that is closed to cars, though they do have a free shuttle bus running the length of it in either direction. Esmé loved this bus and every time she saw it, she insisted we climb aboard. Often feeling worn out from the heat, altitude and a lack of sleep in general, I often acquiesced because it was a perfect (and free) way to keep her amused and rest my weary feet.

The food was great. The local food movement is alive and well in the Mile High City and we ate at a wonderful restaurant called Potager one night. Esmé wasn't as taken with the food as she was the Mr. Potato Head the waitress brought over for her amusement.



Esmé napped really well which meant I spent a lot of time in a dark hotel room. Though I was glad she was getting the sleep she needed, this was not the easiest part of the experience for me. Especially since I wasn't sleeping well at night. I became quite acquainted with those four walls, that's for sure.

Before we knew it, it was time to return home. Esmé was suffering from a low-grade fever which definitely mellowed her out for the flight. Again she was a champ and very well behaved, and after a few days back in her own element she was feeling just fine.

(Belated) Fourth of July

Mainly due to technical difficulties, the blog is way behind schedule. I'm hoping to play catch up this week. So without further ado: the fourth. A steamy, yet thankfully sunny day that started with a 5K for all three of us...



We finished in 28 minutes, Esmé coming in slightly ahead.

This was followed by some drumming...




And then some super messy painting...
















Maplewood does the fourth up big. There was a circus. Pony and camel rides (and yes, for the record we gave Esmé every opportunity to partake in a genuine pony ride, she, however, refused). And, of course, fireworks. For now we're sticking to the simpler activities, but it's nice to know there's much to look forward to.

Father's Day

Father’s Day this year was super great. We started our weekend with a train trip into NYC and trek to Chinatown for Dim Sum at the Chatham Square Restaurant. The food was great (and dirt cheap!) Esmé loved the sticky rice and tried many dumplings – we tried to screen them for shellfish but the Cantonese waitresses simply smiled at our questions and served the plates anyway.

After lunch we took a rainy walk through Chinatown and Little Italy and then over to SoHo where we let the girl run around the Scholastic Store. Finally we headed uptown to Penn Station and back to Maplewood. Esmé just loves rail transit – actually she’s pretty amused by just about any kind of ground or air transportation. Perhaps we’re looking at a future Secretary of Transportation here.

On Sunday we visited chez Sarah and enjoyed a relaxing afternoon with the Takacs clan – a rare event where everyone was present. It was great witnessing how happy this made our patriarch – and seeing Esmé and Rich together, imagining the Father’s Days to come.