Drums

There's been a preoccupation with drumming around here lately. Here's Creston building a drum set for Ivy. 

So imagine our delight when we went to Boston to stay with a friend, and we found an actual factual drum set in "our" bedroom. 

It was very, very loud. And exciting. Eminem watched over us all. 

Inside and Out

Snowy NH

Pre-snow work getting done. No one likes getting "work" done like these two. Here they are assisting Chris in repairing the bird feeder. The top had rotted off, resulting in a pigeon falling in and getting stuck. It wasn't pretty. That won't happen anymore. 

With the single digit cold weather comes trying to figure out how to occupy our time indoors. We discovered a children's museum 15 minutes away. It's in an old school and is very homegrown. Here's the "store" which is cool- lots of old cereal, pop tart and pasta boxes taped up and shelved. Cute cashier aprons, shopping bags, baskets and carts. And sunglasses because, you know, sometimes the paparazzi is too much. 

Ivy has waited all year to eat snow. She's in luck. 

Santa came to town. There's Creston, waiting with his hand up. He kept it up through 3 or 4 children's turns. He wanted to make sure he was noticed. 

Then he was nervous. 

Then he wouldn't stop talking about all of the hockey gear he wants for Christmas. 

Ivy was close by decorating gingerbread cookies. She had zero interest in sitting on Santa's lap. Merry Christmas!

Thanksgiving!

What a lovely Thanksgiving it was this year. Family came to our place. Here are two grandmas and a slew of cousinly cousins. 

Creston taught Arthur some Irish Stepdancing. At one point I heard him say, "Come on, Arthur! Move those legs!"

Now it's just us and our leftovers. I wouldn't say it's quiet, just quieter. We really loved having everyone. 

Happy Thanksgiving! 

Halloween

Creston was a Dirtbiker. Ivy was our dog, Sammy. But her name was Betsy. 

With little Sawyer, smiley ladybug. 

At the end of the evening, cream cheese mixing with face paint. 

Also, turkey basters in the bathtub. 

Carrots.

Chris broke his collarbone and Ivy developed a fever in the night and kept us both up. Also, I stayed up much too late watching the Red Sox pull out a big win. I was predicting a morning of terrible moods, but things were rosier than that. 

We discovered what's been eating the kale. Kale-colored caterpillars. Disgusting and fascinating. 

I has pretty much forgotten about our carrots, which didn't seem to be growing. But Ivy wanted to pick one, so we went for it and picked all of them. We planted Kaleidoscope carrot seeds, which Aunt Catherine gave us, so it was fun to see what color the carrot would be each time we pulled one out of the ground. 

Small but tasty. 

Pumpkin Festival 2013

We hit up the festival by Grandma Carola. It's become tradition by now. 

That's what we were up to today while Chris was downhill mountain biking... and breaking his collarbone!! He's okay though, thank goodness.