Monday, November 2, 2009

Costume design

I was able to fulfill Peter's Halloween vision of being a buoy. Unfortunately I failed to really consider how important walking and climbing stairs is on Halloween. He did look awesome, and he some people even gave him extra candy to make up for his poor costume deign. I wanted to put a Seagull on his head, but he said no. And in case anyone is worried Abby did wear a jacket.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

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I am completely in love with New England in the Fall. The apples, oh the apples. We went to Rose's Berry Farm with the preschool yesterday, and today we went to Belltown hill orchard,
because one can never have too many tractor rides. Both places are completely beautiful! At Belltown Hill Orchard you ride a tractor around the orchard and then get on and off at various stops in the loop depending on what kind of apples you want. They have the best apples I have ever eaten. I was very seriously considering throwing an apple tasting party, but David thought no.


We rode the ferry home, the longest operating ferry in the United States, two days in a row. And for those 4 minutes, all is right in the world.
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This picture was from Friday. Thanks to my friend for the edit. I hope everyone is enjoying the beauty that is Fall!
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Thursday, October 1, 2009

Red Sox Nation

So, I went ahead and bought that hat for Peter for his first game at Fenway. Peter has been talking about the Red Sox with anyone who will listen- even the cable guy, Abby has a wicked Boston accent, and we have been in New England for half a decade, so really it was time.
They did loose the game, but Peter fell asleep just before the seventh inning stretch, and didn't even ask who won until we got to the car. Maybe he was just to busy telling his new friends/ Aunt Vicki's friends about his conquests as a jet pilot.


...and then on the way home we stopped by Walden Pond, and I went for a swim. It was stunningly beautiful, I had the pond all to myself, and I felt alive!

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived."

Henry David Thoreau

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Not a single tear


Today was Abby's first day of Pre-school. She decided this morning that she didn't want to go, but was easily persuaded once I put her blanket in her back-pack. On the drive to school I had a little flash back to my first day of pre-school, I was a little nervous until I was able to re-suppress the memory. Peter was able to advise Abby on the procedure for making new friends before we got there. And the rest was uneventful. The teacher said she did really well. She didn't bite anyone, have an "accident," and she didn't even sit in the corner sucking her thumb while quietly sobbing the way those maladjusted kids do.

This may be premature, but I see lots of gold stars in her future!

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Some thing change, some stay the same



I was searching through some pictures trying to find something. I didn't find it. I did find this video, and it made me laugh. Seriously, what a cute baby, I felt I had to share.

This afternoon Abby managed to get a mac n' cheese noodle to stick to the wall, and when I asked her about it she seemed as perplexed as I was. I guess I should be grateful she is not quite as messy as she used to be. I can't even remember the last time she got cake in her eye-good thing I recorded it.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

I really cant help it...

I love Halloween! Not the scary parts where people jump out at you from spooky corn mazes, or those creepy Simpson's episodes, or scary movies, but the rest of it I am totally into.

I have seen these boutique pettiskirts around, and I really wanted to try to make one. The last time we were in New York we found a fabric store called Stretch. They only carried stretchy fabrics, and wow, I have never seen so much spandex! They also happened to have nylon chiffon-which is impossible to find, and required to make a pettiskirt. It must have been fate!

Abby later decided to be a ballerina for Halloween, which has morphed into a ballerina/kitty thanks to these rockin' tights from Gymboree. Abby was not really in the mood to let me get a picture. At least this picture makes it difficult to see her wild mullet and wicked black eye, which she recently acquired from her brother who was trying to help the universe to right itself for the black eye he recieved from ballerina/kitty earlier this week. Abby really is a sight to behold these days, I am thinking about getting her a "question authority" t-shirt and some ripped up vintage jeans to go with her new look.

And here is the preview of Peter's custom Buoy costume. I really don't know where he comes up with this stuff! I am thinking of adding a piece of white quarter round to stick up on the back.
...and just to prove I am appreciating the present moment, as I resolved to do earlier this year, here is a picture of our zinnias. So lovely.
If anyone wants the other half of my cardboard tube, or advise on making a pettiskirt let me know. I really can't help it I love Halloween costumes.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Cape Cod

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Thank you to everyone who gave camping suggestions. Compulsive as I am, I made reservations at Nickerson State Park on Cape Cod moments after I asked for suggestions. We camped right next to a beautiful lake with sandy beaches. "The Cape" was completely beautiful.

We had lots of fun! We went whale watching, which totally rocked! We saw 10 or 11 whales. The kids were super excited at first and then kinda lost interest. Abby would have been way more excited if kittens popped up periodically out of the ocean, but was impressed overall. Peter was excited to ride on a boat, and managed to make MANY new friends. At one point I lost sight of him, asked a fellow whale watcher if he had seen a boy with a red hat,
"Oh Peter?"
"Uh, yeah."
then another passenger called out,
"He's over here."
Peter managed to find another 4 year old on the boat, and make friends with several others of all ages. It can be difficult watching for whales and a very friendly 4 year-old at the same time.

We actually made lots of friends wherever we went. We even got invited to a birthday party, and found a job for David in Rhode Island.

I had no idea that all the good beaches were federally owned. They were beautiful, and when we first got to the beach we were almost completely alone, except the birds, which Peter chased (which is probably illegal in the commonwealth of Massachusetts).

We also saw tons of Seals which were incredibly close to the beach. Overall it was a fantastic trip! I feel like an official New Englander now that I have vacationed at the Cape:)
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P.E. Just so you know... I lost my cell phone somewhere, so if you are waiting for me to call and tell you about my trip I probably won't because I don't even have my Mother's phone number anymore, so I probably don't have yours either. So if you want me to call and chat about, well anything send me an email with your number, if you want, of course.

P.P.E. good thing I didn't buy Peter that Red Sox hat (even though he has now informed me he is an official fan of the Red Sox, except when there is a baseball game on and he would rather watch Dino squad) because if I was like, "has anyone seen a boy with a Red Sox hat at the Cape" people would be like, "uhh, which one? and how old?"

Friday, July 31, 2009

Looking for reccomendations

>This morning the internet was not working. I asked my computer for help, and it told me, "

Windows has confirmed that this computer is currently experiencing a network connectivity problem." Sooo not helpful!

Anyway, that and a chat with a friend yesterday has me thinking I need a little technology free vacation. I am thinking maybe a lake in Vermont or New Hampshire, or the beach in Maine, or Cape Cod. I am looking for somewhere we can camp.

Any ideas?

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Hybrid Cookies



My friend Brittanie introduced me to the idea of using beans as a substitute for butter- shh, don't tell the Barefoot Contessa, she would be terribly disappointed. I got a little carried away at first, but I think I have found a more moderate approach. I think bean cookies are best as oatmeal cookies or with lots of chocolate. I have been working on this one for awhile, and my kids have no idea they are eating beans.

Chocolate Chocolate Chip Cookies

1/2 Cup pureed white beans
6 T Butter (softened)
2-3 T applesauce
1 Cup brown Sugar
1/2 Cup White sugar
1/2 tsp baking soda
2 eggs
1 tsp Vanilla
2 1/4 Cups flour
1/4 Cup Cocoa
1/2 Cup Chocolate Chips
1/4 Cup nuts

I have a magical oven that turns on and off on a whim, so I am a little nervous to recommend a temperature setting. I have not yet had my anual oven temperature tested, as Martha recommends, but about 350 for 7-8 minutes sometimes works for me. Do not overcook, or they will be too cakey.

If you try them and you don't like it, you can always just throw them on the floor the way my husband did when he found out I had tricked him eating beans again!

Monday, July 20, 2009

A hat for Peter?

Peter found a hippo hat that he wore as an infant. He has been wearing it around lately and can not be convinced that it does not fit.

The hippo hat has now gone missing. Peter climbed up on my lap today and told me in his most sincere voice that he really wants a hat "he can wear." He is pretty sure he needs one, and it seems a reasonable request for a little boy that is totally in touch with what it is that little boys need.

Here's the thing... I have some concerns about what I put on my boy's head. So... I have this thing... An almost uncontrollable urge really. Whenever I see someone with a big Blue (or "maize") "M" on their head or chest I HAVE to heckle them! Apparently, it is only appropriate to heckle strangers at sporting events and parades in which sporting events are represented on floats, but I still want to. It's an issue for me. Going to the airport is a huge execrsice in self control. I always see at least one "M" in every airport, and I can't always control myself. In one moment of weakness I almost heckled a boy with an "M" on his head. That really shook me, I realized he couldn't possibly have made that choice, he couldn't possibly know. Not to mention the fact, that is in never o.k. to heckle children! And, yet for one small moment I still wanted to. I am not proud of it, but it was in that moment I decided I would dress my children with caution. I know that there are people out there that take sports way more seriously than I do, and the wrong letter on a hat on the wrong day, at the wrong time could be very bad. I have seen perfectly innocent cars get overturned and the only wrong thing they did was get painted blue.

So, a hat for Peter... Ideally, he would choose his own hat, but he if far to young to have enough information to make that kind of decision for himself. I mean what if he wanted a "Y" on his hat?

I was thinking maybe one of these.


Peter was born the week the Red Sox won the world series. I wanted to his middle name to be "Babe" but David said no. And, this is the hat of choice in our area. And he is quite skilled at t-ball.


For now, I think I am going to look for that Roots hat we got in Montreal. I can only think of one person that hates Canada. It is a little small, but defiantly safe.

What do you think?

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Haircut insight


I was thinking about Abby's new haircut when I remembered that we watched Roman Holiday a few weeks ago. Suddenly it all became clear.



Coincidentally, or not, she has developed a sudden interest in tricycles, and has learned how to ride this week. I really can't blame her, the movie has a very significant impact on me too. Maybe next time, we will have to skip that, "shorter, shorter, shorter" haircut scene. What is life without taking risks? If Abby and I go missing, you all know where to find us.

I think I will hold off on "Breakfast at Tiffany's" she is way too young for smoking, changing her name, climbing out windows, and standing in front of Jewelry stores windows, longingly.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Look away children, look away!

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I heart Manhattan!!!! I love the beat of the city. I love that you never know when you will see Elmo getting interrogated by the police, or when you will walk right past John Krasinski.

Peter also loves the city for the easy access to two of his favorite things; trains, and hot dogs. He even learned to hail a cab from a recent episode of Reading Rainbow (you should totally ask him to show you if you see him, hilarious) I really can't get over how educational television is for children!!!

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There is one image that was unfortunately preserved only in my mind. We got on the subway, Peter insisted on holding one of the poles a short distance from where we were sitting. He was standing there, enjoying his ride when a couple rushed onto the train. They sat down directly in front of Peter when the man reached into a bag, pulled out two lollipop, gave one to his girlfriend, and they popped them into their mouths. About 2.5 seconds later they realized a very adorable 4 year old boy, 2 feet in front of them, was watching them eat lollipops. The looks on their faces as they realized what they had just done were seriously PRICELESS! They glanced over at us, and suddenly became very embarrassed! The man started to apologize to us, and assured us he would have shared, but he only had two. I burst out laughing, and I so wanted to take a picture of this adult couple eating lollipops,the man shielding the little white stick from view with his hand, like he was trying not to get caught smoking a cigarette at church. Fortunately everyone appreciated the irony and humor of the situation, except maybe Peter, but taking a picture might have been crossing a line (especially so soon after crossing that line by taking that picture of Elmo's embarrassing encounter with the police.)


You just never know what's going to happen in the city...



Thursday, July 9, 2009

I knew this day would come...




And if you have met Abby, you probably did too.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Miracle of Miracles!

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We grow food! Yesterday I went outside to check on the garden, and I was shocked to find green beans. I know I probably shouldn't be shocked that food is growing in our garden, but I totally am!

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Happy Residents Day!


It is July 1st, the day that new residents start. Very exciting (if you are one of them.) This is our 6th July 1st in Connecticut. David is officially Chief today. Congratulations!

If you can avoid going to the hospital for awhile, I would. Absolutely no elective surgery for at least 3 months. If you do need to go to the hospital and you are approached by a very nervous, sweaty palmed doctor with a very bright white, well-pressed coat, make sure you ask if it is his/her first time sewing someones arm back on, or whatever the procedure is that you require.

So good luck to all you new interns, chiefs, and everyone in between!

And the rest of you, be very safe!

Sunday, June 28, 2009

That word I am not supposed to say

So I have been that doing that thing, the word for which I have been forbidden from saying. The word is Decoupage, and David doesn't like the way I pronounce it. The dialogue reminds me of a scene from "My Blue Heaven" with Steve Martin. An FBI agent played by Rick Moranis says, "capishe" to Steve Martins character, a mobster in the Federal Wittness relocation program. Then Steve Martin's charachter says, "don't say that, it hurts my ears when you say it." Anyway, it hurts David's ears when I say it, but I still had fun.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Reconsidering my relationship with Cookie Magazine


I am a big fan of the magazine. It is the perfect genre (does it count as a genre?) for kids who can only stay focused for 30 minutes at a time. Magazines are ideal for trips to McDonald's, and air travel with young children. My longest relationship with a magazine is with "Martha Stewart Living". I started my subscription 10 years ago, and have changed my address as many times. I stuck with Martha even through the incarceration episode, the magazine size was cut in half ( I was cruelly mocked for my loyalty), but they were some of the best issues ever. I am also a fan of "Popular Mechanics", I am not going to elaborate. I once bought a copy of "Ask This Old House." I read it over and over, but ultimately decided a subscription would just fuel a fire my husband has been trying to squelch. We had an unfortunate subscription to "the Reader's Digest" for awhile. I think it resulted from an exchange between a very sad looking child and David at the door step, but I am not sure. I had a cooking magazine subscription for awhile, but I got bored. I have considered a subscription to "The New Yorker" on multiple occasions. I have thought how great it would be to mention a cartoon or a book review I read in "the New Yorker" at book club, the way my friend Nancy does, but ultimately I have decided that a subscription to the magazine would only make me feel like a dilettante.

Now that I have divulged all my magazining habits... There is one other magazine I subscribe to. "Cookie" magazine and I have had a secret thing going for two years, maybe three. Rest assured I know I am not in thier target demographic, but the articles about dealing with preschool moms make me feel so validated. The clothes articles are ridiculous, and the advertisments are so not for girls like me. But they have fantastic recipes, like sushi for toddlers (which turns out to be great in theory, but not so much in reality). I love the travel sections, again not really meant for me, but they fuel my aspirations.

So this month I saw the cover of Cookie, and was instantly annoyed. Tori Spellings advise on parenting. Really? I really have had enough from celebrities. Celebrities are beautiful, beautiful things belong on the covers of magazines, I will concede the point. But what makes people whose major job qualification is to pretend to be other people, uniquely qualified to give parental advice or to design clothes and perfumes for that matter. I really don't have anything against Tori Spelling, but I really don't care what she has to say about parenting. Maybe an article about what to look for in a nanny, or how to choose a plastic surgeon, but parenting? Are those even really her kids? Is that really her back yard, or some set?

In small print on each page of the article they describe the clothes the family is wearing, where they are from, and how much they cost. I decided to add them up, and I found that the clothes they are wearing for the photo shoot cost $4,706. Which is fine if you are obseanly wealthy. My issue is the title of the article; "Speling Lessons: All Hollywood's littlest princess ever wanted was a normal life. Now Tori Spellin has one..." Really?! Because if my little girl was wearing a dress that cost $352 we are so not going for a trycicle ride in the back yard/ movie set. Come on Cookie magazine. Give me a break!

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Happy Father's Day


This is my favorite picture of the kids with David. Happy Father's Day!

Also, here is another Father's day post about my Dad.

I like trees too

My friend Robin called me out on my Utah love blog posts today. I thought I better explain that my new love of Utah does not preclude my love of the Nutmeg state.

Things I love about Connecticut:
1. Trees, beautiful trees!
2. Humidity, I really do love it even if it makes my doors stick (I should really fix that, but it involves painting and I hate painting.)
3. When I go to the grocery they almost always have the kind of cheese I am looking for.
4. Sane strangers rarely try to talk to me, and I find I kind of like being left alone, with the exception of when I sneeze, in which case people in CT always say "bless you" (not oh no, do you have allergies, just "bless you.") And I like that.
5. I like that people say "carriages," "tag sales," and "we spent the weekend at the shore."
6. I like the CT shore (we all know RI is better, but I really only have something to prove to my CT friends here.)
7. I love that grass grows from seed, with rain water!
8. Random people I see do not make me wonder if they are related to some kid I went to high school with.
9. If I decide to hate my neighbor, instead of love them which I know is what I should do, I don't have to see them at church and feel guilty about it. This one is purely hypothetical.
10. My garden loves Connecticut too. I am a novice gardener, but I can't help but be fascinated by things growing from seeds. We even harvested seeds from the Zinnias we grew from seed last year, planted the seeds, and now those seeds are growing! AMAZING!

Friday, June 19, 2009

Drunken Ducklings

Our prolonged Utah vacation ended yesterday with a red-eye flight out of Las Vegas. My kids slept through the first leg of the flight, which was wonderful. But I failed to anticipate how they would respond to being awakened from a 3 hour night time nap. They were more than a little groggy as we exited the plane. I had refered to them lovingly as my little ducklings on previous flights, because of the way they waddled absent-mindedly behind me. Strollers usually just cause more trouble in airports than they are worth, and my kids can walk. I had them quack periodically so I knew they were still there, and becasure it was entertaining. Well, after the first flight they were slightly impared, and the obedient following turned into a very sad druncken waddle. Walking a straight line was completely out of the question. On the way to the gate I actually caught the gaze of a man who was openly laughing at us. I said, "yea, I know know were a circus act."

Eventually we did make it to the next gate. But only after stopping to buy some breakfast potato chips which resulted in ridiculous amounts of beverage requests, and I thought, "SO there is a good reason not to feed your kids chips for breakfast."

On the next flight Peter was fascinated by the safety information in the "seat back pocket" in front of him. Seriously fascinated! He poured over it for a good 20 minutes before he started to explain the rules to me. I wish they would have let him do the flight announcment. If they had it would have gone something like this, "First, turn your phone off, Mom, did you turn your phone off? Second, if you brought your computer aboard (yes, he really did use the word aboard) you need to turn it off to save electricity...In case the plane crashes in the water (which was a contingency he was totally ok with since it was in the brochure) we may need all that electricity. If we crash in the water there are slides on the wings, yea there are slides on the wings, did you know that there were slides on the wings? And there should be no fires on the airplanes, that's not safe...And no smoke either." He might have also mentioned that the other important rules to flying on the airplane are that there is no crying and no kicking the seat in front of you, if he had the attention of the whole flight. Peter takes airplane safety VERY seriously. After he was sure that he had explained all the important rules to me (the highlights of which are listed above, but there were several others that I can't remeber on account of being a little foggy myself) he spent another 30 minutes looking at the brochure, and I wondered why I brought all that other crap to entertain him.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

More adventures in Utah...


Abby and Celeste catching frogs.
and the widow-maker (saving details for Father's Day)...

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Another lovely day

More fun with cousins, and yes they eat a lot!
Abby's first twinkie.




Abby really loved the pony rides.