Week 49

Dear Zayde,


This week I learned that we live near islands. Mommy and her friend Auntie Camille took me on an adventure to visit Auntie Effie, who lives in the Keys. (I don't know where the Locks are, but when I find out, I'll let you know.) The ride was long enough for an excellent nap, and when we arrived, I knew I was somewhere special. There was water to the left, water to the right, and a pleasant breeze from every direction. Effie lives in a pink house, which might seem odd in a place like New Jersey but fits right in among the other homes near the water. We enjoyed a delightful brunch on the dockside patio of a local eatery, where I nibbled on the contents of a fresh fruit cup. Then we lounged back at the house before posing for the usual commemorative snapshots and finally heading home. I vowed to stay alert during the return trip to scope out the scenery, but there's something about the rhythmic swaying of the car and the soft contours of my seat that made another nap inevitable.

Later this week, I learned that on one special night each year, people dress in scary and/or funny costumes to roam the streets in search of candy. Mommy dressed me up as Princess Zelda, which I think defeats the purpose of the holiday. Why dress as myself? Regardless, I suppose it was an excellent excuse to wear a pink onesie and tights along with a gold tutu and sparkly headband-as-crown, and now that I know what kind of response I get from friends and strangers when I wear such attire, I might need to do so weekly. The evening's event was called "Halloween" but has nothing to do with an empty end to breastfeeding. Mommy had a big bowl full of candy that she gave to the children who knocked on our door, but she never offered any to me. I guess we can add candy to the list of things I now understand are "not for babies."

Speaking of being a baby, the good news is that I won't be one for much longer. Now that I'm so close to walking, I'm told that I'm soon to earn a new title: toddler. In an effort to speed up the process, I'm taking laps around the coffee table every day and have mastered the art of standing upright for a few seconds before returning to a crawling stance. I hope to be toddling by the end of the month and running amok by the new year.


Tutu cute,
Zelda