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Wednesday
Jul162014

It's the little things

I don't know what it is about the kids lately, but they've had my heart in their grubby little hands all summer. 

Of course, I've always loved them -- intensely, illogically and without question -- but it's this summer, when they are nine and seven and four, that I've really started to relax and enjoy them. They are the coolest little people, and the fact that we made them, and then nurtured them (as best we could, with many, many mistakes made along the way) and now they are starting to show their true selves and that those selves are pretty what my perfect people would be like if I had my way? It's all a bit of a miracle. Even when they fight and drive me crazy and they break stuff and use gross words in front of perfectly polite people. They can be embarrasing and are definitely making me a little crazier than usual, but oh how I love it. I'm in deep. I can't deny it.

Babies are hard. Teenagers are hard. Hell, adults are hard -- let's not kid ourselves. But this, the midst of childhood, with the scraped knees and the belief in magic and the outgrowing of "baby" things while still asking to be babied, this is my favorite so far. 

Tuesday
Jul152014

Midway

We've reached and passed the midway point of 2014 and I can't help but shake the feeling that it's passed me by and I've hardly looked up to take notice. That is really depressing to think about, but I'm not sure how true it is. 

Nevertheless, that's the way it feels and I'm trying to figure out what I can do to fix it. 

To be fair, among the wasted days (and yes, many many hours and days were wasted and I regret that) there were many awesome things that happened. Like our whirlwind 10th anniversary trip to London. That was DEFINITELY something.

 We also went skiing (or rather, the kids and my husband went skiing). Wait, no -- I went Nordic skiing. That counts too.

And we went to New York, where the kids took on Manhattan and I got to catch up with old friends. 

Of course, it's easy to only think of trips as time well spent. What about normal days at home? Well, the dog beat the tooth fairy to a precious tooth. 

And we took walks. Lots and lots of walks. We walked when it was warm.

And also when it was not so warm.

But we kept on walking. 

The kids biked and raced. Lucas and I worked and played. The dog became less of a maniac. Dinners were hosted and we were hosted by dear friends. 

I guess what I'm trying to remind myself of is that it's been a very full year so far. And there's more to come. 

I'm positive next week's beach trip gets me out of this mid-year funk I'm in. Vitamin D and salty air goes a long way, but so does looking back at all the fun we've had so far in 2014. It's not a bad idea to stop and take a look back every once in a while.

 

Sunday
Jun152014

It's good to be a Red Sox fan!

You might remember that last summer we were invited to visit Fenway Park by the Red Sox -- and that they were fabulous hosts

Well, this summer they've done one better and invited our family to join the Red Sox Family as a part of the inagural Red Sox Moms! Can you believe it? I can't, but I couldn't say yes fast enough. Plenty of our blogging friends are Red Sox Moms as well, so you might see us tweeting and Instagramming from Fenway all summer. You can follow our adventures via #RedSoxMoms and #RedSoxFamily.  

Needless to say, the kids are pretty psyched and so am I. Yesterday we got to spend a fun Saturday at Fenway, which was a wonderful way to kick off the last week of school. It was my youngest's first time at Fenway, and true to form, he asked to go home after ten minutes in the sun. Thankfully there's the Kid Nation Clubhouse at Fenway, so we went in for some air conditioning and clowning around before eating dinner (Fenway Franks and cotton candy -- what else?) and getting back to the game. 

(Can you believe there's a week of school left...and that I'm looking forward to the break? I mean, I know I won't get the kid-free hours anymore, but I kind of miss the little buggers. Talk to me in August when I will be counting down the days to Labor Day -- but for right now, a lazy summer is in the horizon and we couldn't be happier.)

Thursday
Jun052014

It's Going to be a Splendid Summer!

Photos: Chelsea J. Photography

When my friend Christine from Boston Mamas asked if I wanted to help her and the lovely Audrey of Mom Generations host an event for Splendid at their store in Chestnut Hill, it took me exactly a second to say YES. Splendid makes the best, softest, t shirts around and I love those girls, so it was a no-brainer to work with them. Add the fact that I love shopping and we were promised cupcakes and it's no surprise that I signed up right away. 

(I never claimed to be a fool, you guys. I know a good time when I see it.)

We were joined by friends and neighbors and readers for a great sale and ahd fun shopping together while the kids did crafts and ate cupcakes. (Oh, who am I kidding...I ate cupcakes as well.) 

That afternoon, I learned a very important lesson -- never say never. I thought I wasn't the "jumpsuit wearing kind" whatever that means. Take a look at this picture, and tell me: Was I right?

 

No, I was not. 

As you can see, I chose the cowl neck jumpsuit and it is my favorite thing in the world right now because it's super soft and feels like PJs, but looks way more respectable. I even wore it for diner out with friends later that night, such was the power of the romper. As you can tell, Christine couldn't resist one either! (Hers is here.)

As a co-host I was compensated by Splendid for my time.

Monday
May052014

When I was little

When I was little

I thought that poems had to rhyme

 and that ink on paper was forever.

Minutes were hours and hours

 never ever ending.

 

I spent a lot of time thinking

 and very little saying.

 

When I was little 

Everything that mattered was outside;

 I was stuck inside.

I thought I had to choose

 and that mistakes were scars.

 

I know better now.