WIth all three of us jumping on a belated summer bandwagon in NYC, the humid air is slowing down running-around-three-and-a-half-year-olds not at all, except for brief moments of ice cream cones and posing with sharks.

Because it's just not a summer day without a shark sighting. Da'-duh. Da'-duh. Daduhdaduhdaduhdaduh...

And it's not a summer weekend without playing in the sand. Or the kitchen, as Milo would say. His normal routine includes coffee-grinding and the "pinch of salt" for his eggs, but on Sunday, he cooked us a whole meal.

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