Mesmerized by Marty...

Our 19 month old daughter has grown infatuated with the movie Madagascar. It paralyzes her and it's hilarious. She likes the animals best, of course, but she also likes the New York scenes at the beginning of the film. She got upset tonight after Marty, the Zebra, mentioned riding on the subway. She instantly wanted to hit the F Train for a spin. When Mom told her that she couldn't she got pretty upset. I guess you can take the girl out of Brooklyn but you can't take the Brooklyn out of the girl. I don't really know where or how Madagascar fits into that equation but it must.

Speaking of Brooklyn, our friend Mel and her little poop, Elle, hung out with Mary Stuart Masterson at the park the other day...that's right, just hung out while the kids played. That doesn't happen here, or in Madagascar I bet. By the looks of things Zed is perfectly content with this place we call home, provided there are animated movies and memories of crowded subway trains.