We passed 3 women wearing full niqab and Milo lept into the air, struck a pose as he hit the ground, and shouted “Ninja!” All three of the women struck similar poses (like some kind of Muslim Charlie’s Angels) and yelled back “Ninja!”
Apparently Maya’s class had a vintage Limelight-themed disco party at school and they all gave themselves club kid names.
Sudden rainstorm at Coney Island sent us running. Milo summed it up best: “I wasn’t expecting THAT to happen, but I DID have fun!”
I was explaining to Milo how the future, when you get there, becomes the present. And he replied “because the only way to be IN the future is time travel. And then you don’t really belong.”