God Bless Him!

Three people this week commented how "pretty," "beautiful," and "cute" I am and then followed up with "God Bless Him." Personally, I don't know whether I'm pretty, beautiful, or cute (you can decide that for yourself), but it seems to me like these people should be blessing the ones who they don't think are very cute instead . . . or maybe that is what they are doing???

Here are some other highlights from the last two weeks:

-- I took two trips to Cleveland to visit Nanaji-- one time with Daddy and one time with Mommy. Between the four flights, I waited in the airport for 9 hours for delayed flights. The funny thing is, I was the most patient person in the whole airport!

-- I am finally walking . . . I mean, you won't see me walking down the street yet, but I can walk across the room without falling on my face (though I fall on my face a lot too).

-- We are starting to enjoy the soccer more and more (even though the US team lost). Uncle Arnaud seemed very excited yesterday when France beat Spain. Viva la France!





 

World Cup Action?

Not that much going on this week, but Daddy and I have been trying to get into the World Cup soccer tournament. We've watched a few of the games on TV and today we even went to a bar to watch France play Switzerland. We sat there for two hours and neither team scored a goal and there was no overtime or sudden death . . . the game just ended in a tie, 0-0. That, plus the fact that I cried everytime the crazy Europeans screamed for their team, means that we may be giving up on the World Cup until 2010.

Not much else to report . . . no new teeth, still only taking a few steps at a time, no celebrity sightings. We better start stirring things up a bit.



 

Scalpel please . . .

Daddy and I observed one of life's more interesting cultural experiences this week-- a bris for Amichai Shalev Epstein. I couldn't really tell what was going on up there (Daddy said he would explain when I was older), but frankly, the poor little guy didn't seem that comfortable when a dude with a knife came at him while his parents,grandparents, great-grandparents, and closest family friends stood buy watching (actually his Mom couldn't watch, which may be a bit disconcerting). Anyway, their was a nice lunch after and Amichai Shalev didn't seem any worse for wear . . .

Here are some other highlights from the week . . .

-- Daddy and I have been going to Battery Park recently and discovered a big party every Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Park Rangers bring out a ton of toys, read stories, and sing songs for all the kids in the neighborhood. If you were ever wondering whether I spend any time with other kids . . . see picture number 4.

-- No progress on the walking front . . . still only take a few stepsand lunge myself at Mommy or Daddy.

-- Unfortunately, my babysitter Dolly had to have surgery recently. She is okay, but apparently, there have been complications so she is not going to be able to come babysit anymore. How sad . . . Daddy has to put off finding a job (Woo-Hoooo!)