Sorry for not posting sooner - Florida had some really windy weather, and the internet was down. What were we to do on vacation without the net? Visit Bubbie, get a haircut, and have dinner with the grand-aunts and grand-uncles!
"Bubbie, nino doggie!" (Translation? "Bubbie, this piano sounds like a dog!")
Dad and I put up a LOT of picture frames.
Ah...There's mommy!
Oh look - birds. Now, let's keep pushing this stroller.
We were going to to to the Miami Seaquarium, but it turns out that it is all outside - and it was 55 degrees and freezing. Luckily, the Miami Children's Museum was nearby. Paul LOVED it!
Let's go fishing, daddy. Can you catch a fish?
(insert Jaws theme here)
I love you, giant teddy bear...
Love those robes...
Ride 'em, cow boy
Later, we went and got a haircut (yes, all of them, Beren). Best part? Lolly-pop!
We had a great first full day in Florida, even if it was in the 30s this morning. Here are some nice pics. Tomorrow we spend time with Bubbie Barbara (who came during naptime).
Hoodie to keep Paul warm
Ha! Paul found a hide-away.
Up elevator - Down elevator
Lounging by the pool...
...with Grandma!
Run away!
Don't worry - I'm coming back!
What's better during vacation than a nice long nap with an owl? I'll tell you - nothing.
Paul and I are on a big adventure! We're visiting Grandma, Grandpa, Bubbie Barbara, and some extended family in Florida. Today we went in a taxi, ran around the airport, and fidgeted during the 3+ hour flight to Ft. Lauderdale.
Airplane! Airplane!
Let's play the "Can't catch me" game while you try to keep your eye on all of the luggage.
What? We're flying!
Grandma and Grandpa were there to pick us up at the airport. Next stop? Fun in the 55 degree sun!
On Friday, we were invited to a Shabbat-mas dinner at Martin and Deb's house, along with some other Zamir folk. We had a lovely time, a wonderful Shabbat dinner, and Paul had a blast playing with Livia's toys. . .and with Livia. . .
After an exhilarating 10 minutes of playing in the snow, we had to find other types of entertainment for the afternoon.
Paul put Mr Potato Head in his new play oven (Mrs. Potato Head was not amused), and fed Mommy, Daddy, Ernie (sans Bert), and Bear some "soup" and plastic pizza wedges.
Then, Paul put Monkey in the oven, and that's when the hilarity got out of control. . .
Feral Paul bit monkey, and began to make noises like a mad dog, while Mommy and Daddy were on the floor laughing hysterically. Then, Paul began to run around the house, with monkey in his mouth. Here's some video, sorry it's kind of "Blair Witchy."
While this is technically Paul's third winter, he never really went out in the snow to play. Because of this, Mommy and Daddy were woefully underprepared, despite knowing that there's bound to be snow at least once in New England in any given year.
Paul carbo-loads before heading out, in an 18-month snow suit, 1 size too big boots, and last year's mittens. All decked out in makeshift gear.
Oh, what fun it is to ride in a Shawn-drawn sled tonight. . .
It's all fun and games until you get some snow on your face, your mittens are falling down, and your boot comes off enough to look like you have a horrible ankle injury. . . Can I come inside now? It's been an awfully long 10 minutes outside. . . Video: Paul on the sled.
Video: Daddy makes a snow angel, Paul only wants to be picked up.
Video: Luckily, Paul very much enjoyed his hot chocolate apres snow.