February 2016

We spent a lot of our mornings and afternoons like this. With Soren at preschool in the mornings and still napping well in the afternoon, Shaw ended up sleeping on me all. the. time. This meant I only had one hand free for the laptop, which cut my productivity in half. But it did inspire this blog post.

Tim and Soren got in a few good sledding Saturdays.

And a hockey game! Obviously, the zamboni was a hit.

Soren was totally sold on the dentist when he learned that his hygienist’s dad was a real life fire chief — and her favorite color is read, like Soren’s. Win. If any local friends are looking for a pediatric dentist, you’ll LOVE Dr. Weiss.

Soren’s preschool art show was the BEST. They had spent many weeks studying Andy Goldsworthy and Vincent Van Gogh. The two photos here are Soren’s take on some of Goldsworthy’s nature sculptures.

This is Soren’s take on “Starry Night.”

And Van Gogh’s “Sunflowers.”

My 3-month-old lover on Valentine’s Day.

The only other photo that captured our V-Day. Loads and loads of laundry. Mom life doesn’t stop on holidays, I guess. (Tim was making dinner, though — I won’t complain!)

After much deliberation, we decided to stay in Boston for Tim to take a job at Harvard. Boston for life!

Once we made our big life decision, we were off to Arizona for Layton family fun — and sun! Short sleeves never felt so good.

Golf cart rides are one of the major perks of visiting the great grandparents.

We visited a small candy factory for a tour and some tasting. Don’t ask me what Soren is wearing on his head.

The kids got to make a strange little “treat.” Pretzels, white chocolate “eggs,” and a yellow candy “yolk.”

Shaw fell asleep in the car, as usual, so we swung by Cabela’s for Soren to check out the wildlife. So much camo in that store. Yikes.

We logged some good playground hours.

We found the low-budget Enchanted Island Amusement Park to be a dream for two 3-year-olds. First, the train ride!

Train ride selfie!

Bumper boats.

Soren rode this roller coaster about a million times. Front car, back car, and everywhere in between.

Great-grandpa took us to see his planes at the Air Force base.

And we finished our trip with a windy Mexican meal out. Perfection.

We missed our flight home by about 90 seconds, reinforcing our belief that leaving the East coast is usually a bad idea. This guy finally fell asleep near the end of our flight home.

Back in Boston, Tim and Soren finished out the month with a Saturday morning at a tinker workshop. Future engineer, here we come!