Walt to Walt Disney

Day three at Disney started with a delicious breakfast. How many Mickeys can you count in this picture?


Then we trekked out to Animal Kingdom, where we started on a safari that let us get up close and personal with some giraffes. They are a lot bigger than the ones in your class, sis!


One of the highlights was the Lion King show...


...until we got to meet Mickey himself.


In the evening, we walked along the Boardwalk, watched hilarious magician Brian Staron, and ate delicious treats.


We also played some of the midway games. In this one, the object is to get a lobster to land in a pot (how New England!!). Most of the grownups took a turn. Here's daddy's attempt. (At the end, BoMa saved the day and won us the stuffed dolphin.)


The trip ended with some of our favorite activities. We got some swimming in before we had to head home...


...and we sampled giant lollipops while checking out our souvenir initial necklaces.


Happy birthday, BoPa! Thanks for a great vacation.

Disney for Dessert

In honor of BoPa's birthday, we took a family trip to Walt Disney World. For once, we were glad to see a mouse in the room.


On the first night, we hit the Hoop De Doo Revue, where BoPa was celebrated.


I got to play the washboard. I hope mommy doesn't make me do the wash when we get home.


I don't know why you were working so hard. I was eating Mickey-shaped muffins!


The next day, the whole crowd headed out early to the Magic Kingdom to await the arrival of the mayor.


We went on "It's a Small World" several times, and mommy made us promise that this photo would make the blog because she thought the bride's hair looked like a challah. How twisted!


Daddy and I got spit on by some giant camels. You call this fun?


For BoPa's birthday, we had a special dinner with princesses. (You mean, besides us?) Daddy seemed more interested in the blonde than you did, sis.


Mommy tried to get Prince "Charlie" to explain the baby in her belly, but he was charming as ever.


Two days--two huge desserts. I like this trip!

Look at Us in Profile

After almost seven months, it is time to move on to a new profile photo, so here is the current one, for posterity's sake!


"Baby, after more than two years we are quite a matching pair! Big sis Liana takes exceptional care of her babies, including her little sister, Daria, who relies on her BOLDER voice to hold her own. (You can always reminisce on Liana's earlier blog - before Daria came on the scene - at lianayael.blogspot.com)."

Happy Birthday, BoPa!

We were very excited to help BoPa celebrate turning 70.


What better way to honor him than with a family chocolate brunch?


The highlight was helping BoPa blow out his candle...fortunately they didn't try to fit one for each year on the molten chocolate cake.

Ice Cake-pades with Liam

Liam and BoPa share a birthday, only 65 years apart. This year, I celebrated with BoPa in Florida, so I missed Liam's festivities, but our mommies decided to plan a pre-birthday shindig. It began in Central Park for ice skating.


Go "figure," you and daddy were quite a "combination" and fortunately not k-"lutzes" on the ice.


The evening ended with a not-so-"clean program" of pizza and cupcakes.

Now Museum, Now You Don't

Our January was filled with fun museum adventures with friends:

1. Children's Museum of the Arts with Ella and Emily where we learned to make Flubber, which serves as an excellent glove.


2. Steppingstones with Daya, where Liana rode bikes with a skeleton...


...and Daria caught a wave on her surfboard.


3. Then we spent a fun day with Ari at Wave Hill where we worked on scary animal masks.


4. We also celebrated Linnea and Jamie's birthdays. He's old enough to be in a museum and she's pretty enough to be in a museum.

California Dreamin'

Mom was sent to "work" in California, so we tagged along...and aren't we glad we did! Our hotel has the largest-diameter round pool in the US, and we spent a lot of time inside it.


Brianna and Liana spent a lot of time in the middle.


Of course we had to get out of the pool to test out the local ice cream...


...some of which we scooped ourselves.


We know how to get warm inside.


When we were done with the OC, we headed to LA, to hang with K, V, and M...


..and then with Jemma and her parents.


It's amazing we could "Getty" all nine of us to smile for a photo - must have been the beautiful setting.


What a fun family vacation!

Still Writing MMXI On Our Checks...

Welcome to the new year! We put on our party hats for our annual pajama brunch.

Mommy and daddy also got all dressed down...

...and a good time was had by all.

Confusing Countdown to 2012

Mommy and daddy joined us at school for the December 30th Countdown to 3 pm. We're not quite sure why this is a national holiday but we were excited to wear our new hats.

We also can't explain why apple cider in a fancy glass is called "toast," but we were happy to say cheers with our cousins.

We were also able to get the cousins to "stair" long enough to recreate last year's photo.

Happy New Year!!

Thanks "Aunt" Niffer

From across the pond, our "Aunt" Niffer sent us these shirts...

...pretty cute, eh?

A Very Merry to You!

Though we weren't celebrating Christmas, we certainly found some ways to stay busy. On Christmas eve day, we went to AMNH to excavate some dinosaur bones. Can you dig it?

Christmas day had us at the Central Park Zoo's 4D showing of "The Polar Express." Even our baby dolls got into the act.

We were front-and-center for the monkeys and the sea lion show. Don't these guys ever get a day off?

At home, we made gingerbread friends for the second year in a row (thanks to Felix!)...

...and tried to take our annual tree photo, despite seeing the scaffolding forest more than the tree.

Celebrate for All Eight Nights...

These eight nights were a ten! Polly and Sophie joined the family...

...and we became zookeepers for our newly-caged (stuffed) animals.

In celebration, I danced to the Maccabeats' "Candlelight" parody. Aren't I "Dynamite"?

The Negative Second Night of Chanukah

'Twas two nights before Chanukah, and all through Uncle Spencer and Aunt Julie's house, not a candle was burning, not even a sha-mouse. The latkes were frying in the hot oil with care, in hopes that the apple sauce would soon be there.

The presents were nestled all snug in their wrapping, including my FIRE TRUCK, which got me clapping!!

As we drove back to the City and saw all the light,
"HAPPY (ALMOST) CHANUKAH TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT."