Grace & Lucy’s Web Log

The way things have been going in NY politics lately, Grace, Lucy and Co. were a little skeptical going to “Governor’s Island” as they half-expected to find it teeming with prostitutes - in the same way that the Hawaiian Island of Molokai used to be the exclusive domain of Lepers. Much to their relief, they found a quiet isolated haven free from the bustle of Manhattan and instead teeming with the type of art that makes everyone think that they’re one scribble or accidental paint spill away from being the next big thing in the modern art world.

By today’s modern art standards, both Grace and Lucy have had more than a few dirty diapers that could’ve qualified as masterpieces - but that’s for another posting (or maybe not).

Here’s Grace enjoying the severed head/oversized, oddly painted bowling pin exhibit:

The girls quickly tired of the art and instead preferred to enjoy the serentity that comes from playing in and around a 19th century fort that housed the “weapons of mass destruction” of that time period:

You can’t beat the views though. Here’s Grace posing in front of the Statue of Liberty (which is washed out by the sun). Despite the seemingly obvious fact that the statue has one arm raised in the air, Grace, when told to do her best imitation of the statue, instead tried to capture what she felt was the emotional state of Lady Liberty:

Perhaps the most exciting part of the trip was the free boatride to the island - here’s Grace posing as we depart the island, after yelling “bye bye island” at the top of her lungs for about 5 minutes:

After months of opening her mouth every time she saw anyone eat, Lucy’s parents decided to end the torture and let Lucy sample her first bit of “real” food. By the way she attacked the rice cereal, this date with more substantive fare was clearly long overdue:

Grace was a little envious of Lucy’s special meal - but one bite convinced her that some peas and a chicken nugget aren’t necessarily the worst thing in the world:

Like so many NY-urbanites, they started off as suburbanites - and Grace and Lucy’s parents are no exception. And while the thought of driving to a supermarket, or cruising a few strip malls terrifies them, every now and then, a trip to the land of subdivisions has a way of making everything seem right in the world again.

For Lucy, it was her first time in a playground swing:

For Grace, it was a chance to celebrate Aedan’s 2nd birthday. Grace followed the birthday boy everywhere knowing it put her in the best position to be where the fun was - and 2nd in line to receive a piece of cake: