Hanging in Hoboken

Edith visited her friend Julia this past weekend. Their relationship has evolved considerably since they first met last December.

Then:

Now:
And because Julia's sweet face doesn't appear in either of those shots very well, here's one more:


We took a picnic down to the Hudson River, where Edith tried to fit in with the hip urban baby crowd (as did Mama, trying out the famed Ergo carrier for the first time). Ultimately we gave ourselves away, though, by gawking at the constant stream of helicopters overhead.


Edith picked up revolutionary ideas on her trip to the metropolis. The next morning as we were preparing to go to church, she presented us with a copy of Mao's little red book. She was shocked that we'd subjugated her to propaganda and lies for so long, obscuring Truth, and reminded us that little comrades are watching their parents at all times...