Tag Archives: nannies
A Little Company
This is my second encounter with a little kid in three days. This one is like an angel in a padded diaper. I’ve been very sad doing my best to conceal it. But you can’t fool a little … Continue reading
What Do You Say?
…when a man doesn’t realize his fly’s open as he’s talking to you? Like my eloquent mother, do you interrupt and announce the candy’s store open, or pretend you just don’t notice? When you tell a kid … Continue reading
Never Mess With A Nanny
Witnessing this should have disturbed me more and scares me a little, since it may mean I too am getting used to living in a war zone. The sidewalk going south towards the subway has been sliced in … Continue reading
A Sweet New York Story
I’m sitting in front of Le Pain Quotidian, the Cartier of coffee shops, contemplating an over-priced goat cheese salad, when a little girl in a yellow sunsuit and matching hat arrives with her nanny. They sit on the … Continue reading
People Watching
I love to perch in the sun, like a cat on a window sill, watching the world go by. One of my favorite spots are on the steps of Saint Ignatius Loyola Church, on Park Avenue and 84th Street. … Continue reading
So What If He’s A Little Short
Not to be redundant, but boys will be boys, at any age. As I cruised down First Avenue en route to the Dollar Store that makes Target seem like Tiffany, a kid in his stroller was doing what … Continue reading
The Wonder Of Kids
Kids get me every time; their innocence, how they exist in the moment happy as can be; life yet to ruin or disappoint them in any way. What inspired this piece was encountering an Asian nanny with two … Continue reading
Smug as a Bug in a Rug
I marvel at the very rich, especially the women who have done absolutely nothing to become that way, except lassoing a smart husband like a calf at a rodeo, taking them along for the ride. They preen and prance up … Continue reading
She Bit Her Brother
I’m standing outside the post office with Mike the Maltese while his mistress is inside buying stamps. I do this whenever I see some idiot leave their dog tied up, out front, because they get so frequently stolen. As Mike … Continue reading
The Kid Who Hit His Head
Buying greeting cards is one of my favorite pastimes. Forget Breakfast at Tiffany’s…it’s more like, Brunch at the Hallmark Store, which is why I was in Barnes & Noble perusing their shelves since they have the sweetest selection. I suddenly … Continue reading



