Fish Shop

As I write this, the house reeeeeeeks of fish. And I've got about 10 blogs lined up to write... but brevity tonight, tomorrow's a big day!

After watching the Acrobats of Hebei perform at Brooklyn College this morning (well, early afternoon to most people, but definitely morning to P and I!) and having a little stoopside picnic at home, P decided our adventure destination would be Coney Island. It was a gorgeous and warm day, so we tossed a bunch of castle making shapes (soccer cone? check. popsicle molds? check.) into our bag and off we zoomed.

Turns out, its really chilly by the ocean in the spring :) Were I not from Kansas, I would probably know that. And now I do :) At any rate, without lots of layers, it was a brief trip, about a bucket full.

That bucket travelled back home, was shown to all of the neighbor kids (favorite part of Spring this year? All of the stoop socializing.) and then dumped on the dining table. Yuck. Needless to say, there was ocean glass, pottery pieces and crab body parts mixed amongst the simple shells. After lifting his rescued ladybug into his herb garden, spritzing her sandy sides, feeding her a dried cherry and turning leaves into little ponds for her drinking enjoyment, the kid was ready to boil his bounty.

Double yuck. You know you really love someone when you scrub crab shells for them.