Archives for December 2008

Day at the Museum

We’ve spent our Christmas break here, there and everywhere. We’ve been to Philly twice to visit family, we spent a day in Manhattan, and we’ll be out and about for the next week or so. We’ve accrued lots of miles on the minivan, and I’m so thankful that gas prices have finally dropped!

While in NYC, we visited the Natural History Museum. It was sandwiched between a trip to hell, I mean, a trip to B&H Photo and Video store, and a two and 1/2 hour commute home (a commute that on a normal day takes 40 minutes). Anyhow, we had the run of the museum, and enjoyed it immensely. The hit of the day? The hall of Dinosaurs!

We bring our own reading material. Because we’re cool like that.

There was also a drive by shooting of the tree at Rockefellar Center.

It was just too cold to get out of the car at that point. I took some photos from warmth of the car, and mocked those poor folks who don’t have the foresight to bring a three year old with them to avoid cold and unpleasant situations. At some point, I’m going to have to come up with another excuse.



Christmas – that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so intangible that it is like a fragrance. It may weave a spell of nostalgia. Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer, but always it will be a day of remembrance – a day in which we think of everything we have ever loved. ~Augusta E. Rundel

Christmas was lovely, and light and beautiful here. Filled with family and friends and feasting. I hope that yours was just as sweet, and brought with it memories of Christmas past and hopes for Christmas future. And more than anything I hope that you remembered everything you have ever loved, and the Savior who has loved you from the beginning of time.

Happy Holidays,

George Gershwin was on to something

Life is a lot like jazz….it’s best when you improvise.
George Gershwin

When your backyard is as flat as ours:

Sometimes you just have to improvise:

Don’t you love the raised hands? She lives life on the edge, just like her mother.

I could probably be given a stern lecture for letting my kids do this:

But hey, what’s life without a little improvising?


Bragging rights

I just need to brag on my boy a little bit. His artwork has been selected for an exhibition by our county’s Environmental Education Center. His watercolor was submitted by his art teacher, and chosen for a month long show called “Nature through a child’s eyes”. We received an invitation from the center for an “Artist’s reception” in January, and E can not wait! I told him that I think this is the first of many such receptions.

I like to think that his talent is 1. Inherited from me 🙂 and 2. a byproduct of all of the art museums he has been to in his short life. You really can’t call yourself an artist until you have breastfed in Monet’s garden in Giverny and spit up repeatedly on the floor of the Mauritshuis museum in The Hague.

Proud Mama,

Friday Favorites- Movie Nights!

It’s been a little while since I’ve posted. I’ve spent the better part of the week shopping for Christmas gifts and basically running around like a nut. The bank account has taken quite a hit as it always does this month, and I’m looking forward to returning to “normal” in January.

To combat the craziness of my days, I’ve spent some of my evenings watching movies. I usually read in the evenings, you know, when I’m not out for a night on the town:), but cold winter evenings call for movies!

A few of my recent flicks include “Billy Elliot” (wonderful, but if you’re easily offended by swearing, I’d skip it). I also watched “Miss Pettigrew lives for a day” and ” Mrs. Palfrey at the Claremont” which I love, love, loved. Do you see the theme here? I have a thing for British films. Must be the accent:) Another great British movie that I love to watch at Christmas time is “Love Actually”. It’s adorable and is special to me personally because some of the key scenes in the movie were filmed at Elliot School. Our church in London held Sunday services at the Elliot School, and I vividly remember all of the film crew trucks and gear taking up parking spaces on busy Sunday mornings. I also vividly remember debating with myself whether or not I should try to go visit on a weekday to catch a glimpse of Hugh Grant. (Yes, it’s definitely the accent. It gets me every time). That would have required me bringing two kids with me, so that plan was scrapped pretty quickly. It’s hard to be inconspicuous with a kid in a stroller.

And lastly, one of my favorite movies of all time “Amelie”. I adore this movie. If you haven’t seen it, get yourself to a Blockbuster stat! Be aware it has subtitles, so don’t try to watch it while ironing. Either your man’s shirts or the movie will suffer. And we can’t have that.

Happy viewing!