Earlier this week, my Mom had to give a presentation to the Guggenheim Board of Trustees. She’s so important, no one else could do it but her. I’m so proud!
Anyway, I had to do something between meals so my Papa and I went for a walk in Central Park.
I bet Pop that I could eat both my hands at the same time. But I couldn’t. My Papa is so smart!
It was so exciting that I just had to get naked and experience my first diaper change on a city park bench. Real New Yorker, yo, dat’s what’s up!
Then Papa took me to my first art show – Italian Futurism at the Gugg. It was pretty cool, actually. Much better than all this contemporary junk they’re always trying to pass off.
But there was also some scary stuff in there…
I liked it better outside.









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