A blog for Ellie, Gabe, and Mira's family and friends who live too far away to come over for dinner. We hope to post at least once a week.
Yell at us if we're slacking.
There are days, when it's 70 degrees and beautiful, and the kids are in good moods, and the birds are singing, and the sun is warming your frog-belly-white legs....that being a full-time mom feels a little like you're somehow cheating. With apologies to everyone who has to spend this gorgeous day in an office...
One of the bonuses of having kids so close in age is that they're both able to enjoy the same activities. Sure, Elle's a little old for the tot lot, and I wouldn't take her there by herself, but she had a grand time crawling around after Gabe and showing him how the slide works. And Gabey was just thrilled to climb up on the little play structure and try to hurl himself down the slide. Again, and again, and again.
We had such a fun day yesterday. Lunch at Two Boots with Mike, Sari and the kids, followed by bagpipes and Irish dancers galore at the St. Patrick's Parade. Then we hooked up with the McGowans and enjoyed the rest of the beautiful afternoon in the garden at Commonwealth. Man, we're going to miss this neighborhood.
Elle and I recently discovered Toddler Art at the local Y. Someone else comes up with the idea, lays out all the supplies, and cleans up. This is my idea of art heaven. And Elle's apparently. It's a bit hard to manage with Gabe crawling around trying to eat glue sticks, but Elle is so excited about "Art Class!" that we just have to go. Just look how proud she is!
On an related note, why can't I seem to take a proper picture lately? This whole "moving and trying to buy a house" business has got me totally scattered and flustered. And apparently affected my ability to focus. In life as in pictures.
Since Ellie's pushing Gabe on the swings now - does that means I can stand off to the side with a cigarette and the latest copy of Vogue? It does, right? I hear that's how they do it in France.