I had such an excellent weekend, I'm sad to see it end (even though technically every day is like a weekend for me...) Things got off to a great start when Jasper let me tag along on one of his favorite weekday outings - the periodic trip to Costco.

You see, Jasper loves going to Costco with Daddy because he gets to have croissants and orange juice and pizza all in a span of an hour. And he especially likes riding the giant "stepless escalator" because it's long and flat, and your cart rides along with you (this is NYC after all, so our Costcos are multi-level.)

(Sorry about the odd-angled pictures of me - Daddy was taking them with me strapped to his chest in a baby carrier.)
The next day, Saturday, was the return of the outdoor
Brooklyn Flea, the best flea market anywhere. The Flea goes indoors during the winter months, but returns to its original and flagship location in a school yard in the Ft. Greene neighborhood of Brooklyn once the weather starts to warm up in the spring.

The Flea is full of great vendors selling all kinds of vintage items, clothing and gourmet food. But the best part is that Ft. Greene is also where Mommy's friend Linda lives, together with her kids Naomi, who has been Jasper's friend for a long time, and her younger brother and my new friend, Eli. Since they live just down the street, they all came out to meet us. Naomi was nice enough to give up her seat in their double stroller so I could hang out with Eli for a while.

Meanwhile, Jasper stumbled upon this...

... and froze in place refusing to move, entranced by the dancing flames and hot, bubbling pizzas going in and coming out. You see, this is a mobile wood-fired pizza oven built and operated by one of Brooklyn's many artisanal pizza makers, who makes his pizzas to order on the spot outdoors at the Flea.
By the time I caught up with Jasper again, he was already well into one of the pizzas -


All done!

Boy, that's a lot of pizza you just ate, Jasper. Meanwhile, Daddy practiced his self-portrait skills on the two of us -

Sunday finally rolled around, and we decided to spend some time relaxing around the house. Except that Daddy's idea of relaxing is to "help" me learn how to crawl. How does he do that, you ask? Well, just take a look at all of my toys - neatly arranged in a semi-circle around me, but just out of arm's reach...

Does this qualify as child abuse? But I really want to get my hands on one of those toys...

But I can't crawl yet, no matter how hard I try. I think that it may have something to do with the proportions of my body, but never mind about that. It looked like I was out of luck, but then I remembered when Jasper told me about how
he overcame this very same problem when he was around my age, and so...




Bingo! Like I said, it was a most excellent weekend!