I haven't been feeling so tip top since Saturday. Shane is working in Colorado and,well being a single parent with a fever isn't that much fun. Here's a good shot of me trying to take my temperature. I couldn't find our thermometer so I settled for Mahalia's pacifier thermometer. I couldn't get the thing to work properly. Go figure.

Mahalia has a peninsula of hair on top of her head that grows straight up!

She seems to have inherited her father's special cowlicks which cause the hair at the hairline, when having grown too long, to stick straight out, resulting in a peculiar "shrimp feeler" style.

Today, Mahalia's head is reminiscent of an aloe plant.

Last week, I invested (i use this word because this particular little device cost a whopping $8) in a sparkly, pink barette that has renewed my belief in the POWER OF ACCESORIZING!

You can't believe how different the boombalatti looks with her tentacles neatly clipped to the side of her head. I tried to capture it in a photo but wasn't wholly successful.

We have discovered that the enticing pink beauty is highly coveted by other babies. Her friend Nona tried to rip it out of her hair making it difficult for wearing at playdates. Perhaps Shane and I will save our pennies and purchase a couple of dull barettes.

Gung Hay Fat Choy! Happy Year of the Pig!

With our special visitors, big cousin Lily and sister Lica, we trained to Chinatown to experience Chinese New Year. Despite frigid temperatures in the teens, we managed to have a great time. After it was all said and done Lily, who at first was scared half to death of the dancing lions, confetti bazookas and general hysteria of Chinatown was begging to see more lions. We also managed to eat doughnuts bigger than our heads at the Doughnut Plant (if you've every enjoyed a doughnut you really must check out this joint), buy a new fancy, metallic leather bag and eat warm pureed vegetables at Ghenet, an Ethiopian eatery.

Shane returned from a 10 day trip to Portugal. We talked on the phone just as the temperature here in New York City began dipping. He was on Madeira Island

From the looks of it, it's as exotic as it sounds.

It seems that it's difficult to track all the changes Malo is going thru these days. She is very excited that she can put food into her mouth all by herself and can spend nearly 30 minutes in her highchair trying to eat cheerios.


Sleeping habits seem to be changing as well. I blame it on teeth. It's probably really due to my complete lack of ability to keep any sort of regular schedule. She's a trooper though and always seems to perservere when necessary. Here's a photo of Malo after a dinner party. She fell asleep in the car on the way home and we put her in bed dressed in her Valentine's Day dress.