Hart's goatee

Hart took a spill on the sidewalk yesterday and grazed his chin but good. A big scab there now that makes him look like a beatnik with goatee. Especially when downy fuzz from his sweater embedded in the wound and hardened there. Tonight at 2 Boots some tomato sauce from his ravioli got mixed up in it too--a greasy twinkle of a scab--a mixed media work in progress.

Grapes, Cranberries

which Hart repeats often, a musical mantra, recently the first thing
when he rose in his crib: "Apes, Gumburreez..."

Hart's first sentence?

"I see truck." uttered in the driveway to Litchfield Villa on the
edge of Prospect Park (from his stroller). He said it a few times,
so we think that's an affirmative -- although small possibility he
was saying "ice-cream truck"...(although it wasn't anything like an
ice-cream truck..)