Mama in New England

This is us, as I navigate motherhood and enjoy the amazing adventure.

We are a family of four, a cat and a dog, living outside Boston, Massachusetts. I started this blog as a way to update friends and family who are afar, but it seems to have become somewhat therapeutic & helps me laugh when I need to.

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Fish Oil

Sam: "Mom."
Me:  "Yes, Sam?"
Sam:  "Next time we go to the store can we buy fish oil?"
Me:  "Um, what?  Have you been hanging out with GrandJoe too much?"
Sam:  "What?"
Me:  "Has GrandJoe been telling you the benefits of fish oil?"
Sam:  "No.  I want to bounce like Tigger."
Me: "Huh?"
Sam:  "That's how Tigger bounces.  Fish oil.  I learned it in the Winnie the Pooh Movie."
Me:  "Okay..."
Sam:  "So can we?  get fish oil?"
http://www.tiggerman.com/gallery/var/albums/bounce/tigger-bounce-05.gif?m=1303183554Me:  "Um, maybe."
Sam:  "Because then I can bounce like Tigger."  
Me:  "Will you grow a tail like Tigger?"
Sam:  "Mom.  Really, that's just silly."

Pause.

Sam:  "Mom, GrandJoe likes fish oil?"
Me:  "Yes, he takes it."
Sam:  "Can he bounce?"


And while we're on the subject of Winnie-the-Pooh- an amusing article a friend sent me (link below):

Winnie-the-Pooh is nixed as a mascot due to lack of clothing link

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Vivian's Balancing Act

Not sure what is going on in this photo.  I was trying to do laundry and Vivian decided to do this balancing act on top of their golf club carry bag toy.  Then she managed to get three limbs in the air which was kind of impressive.

 

Her ninja type move.

Sam and Santa

Sam was excited to meet Santa but Vivian wanted nothing to do with him.  At all.
He took his visit very seriously.

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Time for a Bath

After I told Vivian it was time to take a bath, she said, "no," and left the bathroom and disappeared.  I found her almost five minutes later behind the rocking chair, behind the curtain, silent.  Way to freak a mother out.  


Monday, December 8, 2014

Christmas Preparation

Chilly (or freezing) and trying to decide
what to make of the trees and noise.


Riding the cart with the Christmas tree.

And then this happened (nothing to do with the kids.  Chris has no patience with tree stands).

Needs a little off the top, the angel is mashed, but at least the tree is vertical.

Monday, December 1, 2014

Bedtime

This used to be Chris and I's bed.  We have officially lost control.