Milo Goes Electric

Milo rocks out on Guitar Hero, and other pictures from a surprise trip to the Jersey Shore up on Flickr.

Dumbo Weekend

More weekend pictures up on Flickr.

Sunny Days

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Milo the Maestro

More pictures up on Flickr.

"Buy Low, Sell High."

Sometimes I Cry Too

Today we were at a Christmas brunch where there was a 15 month old baby. The baby started to cry at one point, and Milo walked over to her and said, "Sometimes I cry too." This is my favorite thing he's said yet.

Here are some pictures from the past month:


Making phone calls the old fashioned way at the Marine Air Terminal en route to Washington, DC.


Cousins Max and Milo.


Sunset at the Capitol.


Smiley baby Max.


Checking out the holiday windows at Saks.


Reading in his chair.

C is for Cupcake

First Trick-Or-Treating

For the past week I'd been trying to set up Halloween for Milo, explaining that he would walk to people's houses with a bag, say "Trick or treat" and they would give him candy. My explanations were routinely met with puzzled looks, as though Milo were thinking, Mama, seriously, nothing in my entire two years of experience leads me to believe that random people on the street will give me candy, and quite frankly I find this whole alleged "Halloween" thing to be a little suspect.

In any event, here's how it went down:


A little overwhelmed at first.


"Mama carry you better than walking."


Inspecting the candy.


"Mama, take a picture of the candy!"


Spooky Halloween sky.


"Want to eat the candy now! FInd more candy!"

Breaking News: New Schank Arrives

Hi Max! This is your Aunt speaking. I know you have a bunch of other aunts, so to clarify, I'm the one who eats pot brownies for breakfast. Oh wait, that's MY aunt. I'm the aunt who understands what it's like to go through life with a huge lower lip, as you will. (It's a plus, I promise.) I'm also the aunt who will buy you books and super hip Brooklyn clothing so you can make all your hyper-political preschool friends jealous.

The good news: you have an older cousin who can't wait to meet you. The bad news: there will be a long period of time where he will be bigger than you. The good news: you'll grow and the odds are on your side in terms of height.

As your Aunt I promise the following:
- I will let you run away to my house whenever you want
- I will bring a slice of New York cool to your life
- When you go through your rebellious phase and decide you love the Redskins because everyone else at school loves the Redskins and it's totally not fair that you have to root for the Giants, I promise to buy you a Redskins shirt.
- I will never say "Well tonight you'll eat peas!"
- I will always carry Tic Tacs

And in closing, a few notes about the Schank side of your family:
- We are a loud bunch. Sometimes we like to scream dramatically and then drop the whole thing five minutes later. Given that you are a baby you'll get the hang of that immediately.
- As your father noted, you might as well just start working on your dissertation now because the odds are strong that you will eventually write one. Either that or a book. No pressure.
- If you don't want to write a dissertation I strongly suggest working on your passing game, because that is the other option.
- While you may be super into milk right now, the odds are also strong that you will be eating venison and boiled ostrich eggs by age two.

We can't wait to meet you.

Love,
Aunt Hana, Uncle Steven and Cousin Milo

Stomping in Puddles on A Rainy Day

Pumpkins As Big As Your Head

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Fall Comes to Brooklyn

Vacation Recap

Milo Dusts the Backyard, and other greatest hits from last week up on Flickr.

Your Love is Better Than Ice Cream (Maybe)

More pictures from this weekend's ice cream extravaganza on Flickr.

A Day in The Life of Milo

Indoor Sledding


Making the scene at the 3rd street playground.


Wait a minute...


... what in hell is this doing on the ground?


... and now it's gone.

This Week in Milo

Which part of "phone mop keys mop mop keys phone" did you not understand?

Just hanging out at home in my argyle sweater.

Peeking at the goat in the petting zoo...


...then running away in horror.

Milo's Blue Period

Blue hues at the playground on Sunday.
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