My Helper

I'm not sure that this qualifies as 'helping with the laundry'.



The Public Garden

Some of our friends from Atlanta were in town this past weekend for a conference, and we were able to meet up with them for lunch.  After lunch, we took a walk down to the Public Garden.
We'll have to visit the Public Garden again during the summer months so that we can ride the swan boats, but we still enjoyed it with the nice (for November) weather that we had this weekend.  We saw the statue for the Mallard Family from Make Way for Ducklings and the ducks in the pond. 

Sydney's favorite part of the Make Way for Ducklings statue - sitting on the ducks. 

Hugging Quack.  Complete with the 'aww' sound that accompanies any good hug.  

Saying 'hi' to the ducks. 

Where's Waldo, With a Twist

Let's play a game. 
We'll call it 'Where's Bentley?'  Kind of like Where's Waldo.  But with the dog instead.

Silly dog took 10 minutes to get himself into the tiny space underneath the end table that was surrounded by boxes.  As we like to say, ''It's a good thing he's cute".

A game of catch

Just playing a quick game of catch with one of her Uncle Matt's - before we left Atlanta. 

So she might need to work on her aim a little bit, but we'll let it slide :)

I do like that Uncle Matt is still prepared to catch the ball right out in front. And just looking over to the side like 'hmmm'. 

They Packed THAT?!

We had heard from quite a few people that the movers would pack anything and everything in our old house for the move. That was part of why we had gone through and cleaned things out prior to their coming.  I was trying to avoid the 'the packed THAT?!' situation when we unpacked in Boston. 

We only uncovered a few wierd items.  Like the red plastic solo cup that I was drinking water from the day that they were at the house packing.  I didn't want to use a 'real' cup (I wanted all of those to get packed), so I just grabbed a plastic one, wrote my name on it with a sharpie and drank my water.  And then apparently left said cup within the reach of the movers.  It was nicely wrapped in newspaper and included in one of the kitchen boxes. How very thoughtful of them.
I thought that might be our winner.  You know, the one silly item that we would talk about them packing.

And then I unpacked this. 

Now, I'm sure you're thinking 'okay, no biggie, they packed a bottle of wine'.  Except that I should mention that I have not drank (drunk?) any wine since we got to Boston.  They packed that bottle, half-full, with the cork just kinda pushed in the top.   Seriously?

A Boston Nor'easter

Our first Boston Nor'easter rolled through over the weekend. I'll admit I really didn't think that our first winter storm would happen before Halloween. :)  It appears as though Mother Nature got her seasons confused.



We got about 5 or 6 inches and spent a bit of time playing in the snow.

All bundled up and ready to head outside.

Her gloves are only SLIGHTLY too big.

She had a hard time walking in the snow, so she ended up like this a lot.  at least she was happy about it.  until her pants got wet and then she was most definitely not happy.

She ended up just sitting and watching us build snowmen.

Dan working on his snowman.

Both of the snowmen have flat-on-top heads.  We're new to this.  Give us a season and I'm sure we'll perfect our technique. :)

"hey. my gloves aren't on my hands anymore."

"i don't know where they went"

"oh wait.  here they are."

wearing her gloves to warm up after we came back inside.

Apple Picking at the Farm

Our first weekend in Boston, we took the opportunity to enjoy the nice weather and ventured out to Smolak Farms, a local farm not far from us.  We spent a lovely Saturday picking apples, visiting with the animals and enjoying some yummy apple cider donuts.

This little lady enjoyed walking around the apple orchards and even got in on the action by picking some apples from the trees!     

                

She did try to carry the bag for a little while, but it quickly became too heavy.

There was a play area for the kiddos and Sydney had a great time.  She was, however, a bit concerned by the paint dot that they put on her hand to show that we had purchased a ticket.

There were also animals.  They had named each animal so that the animal's name started with the same letter as it's type.  So - for example, Fiona the fainting goat. (top right picture below).  As a family that tends to follow this same naming philosophy with our fish (and some of Sydney's stuffed animals), I enjoyed the names. (Frank the Fish is no longer, but we now have Bart the Betta Fish.  Sydney's glow worm has been dubbed Gloria.)

Also, it should be noted that though there were fainting goats, we didn't actually see them faint.  Dan did try to intimidate/startle them, but to no avail.  (After we had moved on and were looking at the other animals, I did hear a man behind us saying "Boo!" loudly, I turned to look and he was also attempting to scare the fainting goats into fainting.  To my knowledge, his efforts were also unsuccessful.)

The Eyebrows

This is my new favorite trick of hers.