Soo...it wouldn't have felt like Christmas without a trip up north. So to start the season off right, we made it to Scituate in early December. Unfortunately, it didn't snow this year while we were there (or maybe fortunately given last years fiascos) so we don't have fun pictures of snowmen, sledding and hot coco. In fact, I think that week it was warmer there than in Dallas.
That didn't stop us from having a wonderful time, though! As much as I love Scituate in the summer, there is something magical about New England in the winter--even without the snow. Maybe it's the lights. Or the evergreens. Or the giant leafless trees. Whatever it is, it is wonderful as well. And maybe you can't go enjoy playing in swimsuits on the beach or rinsing off in the frigid Atlantic after baking in the warm sun, but laying around by the fire with family and friends (we got to see the newly engaged Bowker and Miss Julie!), enjoying good food and drink, lazily watching movies and snuggling into bed early to feel refreshed when the little ones wake you up at the crack of dawn is still quite an enjoyable way to spend a long weekend in my opinion. As always, thanks to Nanny and Papa for the fine hospitality. Can't wait to get there again for wedding festivities in April!
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Christmas Morning
Just a warning--I didn't weed any of these out.
Every Christmas since Fiona was born I've been excited about firsts: her actual first Christmas, last Christmas when she would be excited about cookies and presents etc. This Christmas I was looking forward to her anticipation and excitement...and enjoyed her actually REALLY wanting something that Santa brought. (That sounds weird and materialistic in writing...oops.)
Christmas Morning1 from Katie Bird on Vimeo.
Christmas Morning2 from Katie Bird on Vimeo.
Christmas Morning3 from Katie Bird on Vimeo.
I'm also constantly amazed at how different my girls are--from such a young age. I still remember how much trouble Fiona had opening presents on her first birthday. I don't know if Evie's just a better observer or what, but I don't think she had to be shown once what she was supposed to do.
Evie will also pick up the beat and start dancing...to anything. Sometimes if it's quiet she'll dance to the clock. In these videos, she'll start dancing whenever her farm starts playing. She even found some rhythm in her grandmas snoring one morning...
Every Christmas since Fiona was born I've been excited about firsts: her actual first Christmas, last Christmas when she would be excited about cookies and presents etc. This Christmas I was looking forward to her anticipation and excitement...and enjoyed her actually REALLY wanting something that Santa brought. (That sounds weird and materialistic in writing...oops.)
Christmas Morning1 from Katie Bird on Vimeo.
Christmas Morning2 from Katie Bird on Vimeo.
Christmas Morning3 from Katie Bird on Vimeo.
Christmas Morning4 from Katie Bird on Vimeo.
I'm also constantly amazed at how different my girls are--from such a young age. I still remember how much trouble Fiona had opening presents on her first birthday. I don't know if Evie's just a better observer or what, but I don't think she had to be shown once what she was supposed to do.
Evie will also pick up the beat and start dancing...to anything. Sometimes if it's quiet she'll dance to the clock. In these videos, she'll start dancing whenever her farm starts playing. She even found some rhythm in her grandmas snoring one morning...
Monday, January 9, 2012
Missing Pieces
Fiona: Momma, momma, I can't find my red hammer for getting the dinosaur.
Me: What hammer?
F: The red one?
Me (still confused): Your hammer is with your hammer toy.
F: No, it isn't.
Me (remembering seeing some very small, unfamiliar pieces when finally "organizing" toy baskets for the first time since Christmas): Is it big or tiny?
F: Tiny.
Awesome.
Luckily, it was found. The toy measures approximately 1 square centimeter. I thought at her age whatever pieces were around were okay. Looks like it's time to get some real organization for some of these toys.
Me: What hammer?
F: The red one?
Me (still confused): Your hammer is with your hammer toy.
F: No, it isn't.
Me (remembering seeing some very small, unfamiliar pieces when finally "organizing" toy baskets for the first time since Christmas): Is it big or tiny?
F: Tiny.
Awesome.
Luckily, it was found. The toy measures approximately 1 square centimeter. I thought at her age whatever pieces were around were okay. Looks like it's time to get some real organization for some of these toys.
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