Our weekend trip to another galaxy (or maybe just San Francisco)



I will post details when I have a moment, but I’m bursting with all the memories my little guy, D, and I has this weekend and wanted to share a few photos:



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Sometimes, I have to pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming.

How to fall in love with winter. . .



I have a foolproof way to fall in love with winter.


Just grab three tween girls who aren’t embarrassed to be seen with you.


Dress warmly! Winter is cold.


Find a hill, a tube, and someone who will give you a good push.


Zoom!





Repeat, over and over again, until you cannot feel your cheeks from cold, wind burn and smiling.


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Video taken at Amesbury Sports Park in Amesbury, MA. And, yes, this 44-year-old mama was the one with the camera. And the screech.

Musical Beds

–round and round she goes/where she stops/nobody knows–

This is a picture of my comfy, king-size bed:

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I share this with my husband, John. Most nights. Often, nestled against me is my son, D, who sneaks in around 3am.


This is D’s bed, in his newly painted bedroom. 

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However, he doesn’t sleep in this bed. My daughter Jilly has decided she likes this bed. She now sleeps here, often with our dog Star stretched out along the bottom.


Where does D sleep now? 

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He’s here, with his sister Belly, in her crowded bed. 


And here is Jilly’s bed. 

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It used to be a loft but she didn’t like being up high  so John cut the legs down for her. Of course, no one sleeps there right now.


Though I ended up in it with Belly last night. Until D woke me up, and I ended up in Belly’s bed with him.


Confused???? Yes. So am I.