Mercena’s First Walk; or, #StrollerFail

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(Why am I naming days?)

8/24/14, Day, 13,991 (Mercena Day 10): Mercena’s First Walk; or, #StrollerFail

Well, it’s not technically her first walk outside–that was to the pediatrician–but it was her first walk just for walking’s sake.  Look how well it’s going! Well…it didn’t exactly start that way. We give you the shocking footage from #StrollerFail 2014 (not for the faint of heart):

stroller fail

Graphic, I know.

We gave up on the stroller, or as Mercena likes to call it, The Roly-Poly Torture Device of Hate and Screaming, and went with good ol’ reliable Ergo carrier, which got us through the unnervingly-pretty stretch of Forest Hills where it feels as though you’ve fallen through a wormhole into the Platonic Essence of Suburbia.

It was a great day, with lots of awake engagement time in the morning, long stretches of naps where Mom and Dad got stuff done (including writing), and the most restful night of sleep yet.

It was also the wedding day of Cotton and Jason, which we very much wished we could have attended. We are sending them so much love and light, and I know they’ll have a beautiful future together.

Finally, it was the closing performance of Faust, and there was a moving text chain that this baby-locked playwright greatly appreciated where the cast and creative team said goodbye to our strange creation. Thank you so much to everyone who made it out to the Brick. I have some good news about some upcoming productions of plays outside of NYC, but nothing ready to share yet…

Technique never stands still: it only advances or retreats…

Writing: 126 out of 160 days
Spanish: 117 out of 160 days
Music: 29 out of 65 days

What small things did I do yesterday to help build the Honeycomb?
(And what does it mean to “Help build the honeycomb?”)

 

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