Ewww Mommy

My son hates fruit. When I say hates, I mean an uncontrollable physical aversion including shuddering, grimacing, gag reflex -- the whole nine yards. He always has, ever since he was a baby. He can't stand any kind of fruit at all but citrus is the worst. Give the kid an orange and he will act as though you've handed him a bowl of steaming manure. We took a video of me offering him an orange slice when he was about a year and a half old and everyone who saw it agreed that it was almost a dangerous level of hilarious. So today I present to you . . . "Ewwww Mommy."

Glorious Sunset!

My family loves Fairway. They have our favorite goat cheese from California there, cheap hot crusty French baguettes, four thousands kinds of coffee and spices and granola by the pound and live lobster. They have EVERYTHING. Including the frickin' Statue of Liberty. The view from Fairway in Red Hook is the kind of vista that stops you in your tracks . . . especially when the sunset looks like it did on the night Primo took this video.

My son, vlogger extraordinaire.

Kid's so full of sweetness, you could get diabetes just talking to him. Am I exaggerating? Just listen to him proclaim the moonlight "glorious!"

One important word of warning: do not attempt to get to Staten Island on what my child calls the Verrazano Bridge.