Getting back early from winter break was kind of nice. We got some time to ourselves to settle in and be together as a family. The weather was not too bad and we packed some good stuff in.
I had to include this one. The best food we've had in a while. Too bad I didn't take a before picture.
Nightly snowy walks.
City boys on their way to Paramount for breakfast
Wednesday nights at the MFA are free and we like to take advantage.
This boys cheese face is killing me these days. So cute. He lives for adventures on the train with daddy.
Pardon the crotch shot but I think it's clear who the favorite parent is these days.
Christian insists to lay in bed to read and sing with us at night. It is the only time this walking whirlwind sits still surprisingly and it is the sweetest thing.
Christian could eat a box of blueberries every 2 days. He is a machine with these things.
Museum of science fun with our friends.
Watching the snow fall.
We went to go see The Good Dinosaur with daddy after a long week away on business. I love being reunited.
Remembered Marjorie on the anniversary of her death.
Entertainment at church
Brothers. Oh and we finally took the bottle away. My baby is officially a toddler.
Fun outings to the Library and of course sweet green across the street.
He requested to wear this bow tie to church and it made me giggle every time.
Potty training Tennyson deserves it's own post. I can already say that so far it's my least favorite part of being a mother.
Barnard Goodridge - Died of pneumonia at age 27.
I recently discovered that a few of my genealogy lines end up here in Massachusetts. One up on the North shore in Newbury and the other out west near Worcester. We decided on a free friday to go explore some of their graves. It was quite an adventure trying to find these graves and I was having to get a bit scrappy with lots of phone calls, flipping through cemetery maps. There was one in particular that I really wanted to see because he died in the revolutionary war - Ezekiel Goodridge. After a few bumps trying to get information and find it, it didn't look promising. Almost like a needle in a haystack. As I prayed to find Ezekials grave among a rather large cemetery I felt almost as if his spirit took my hand and led me right to it. I saw it from a ways off and I knew immediately it was his grave. Tears filled my eyes as I ran over there and saw the name Goodridge appear. He left a wife and 7 children 3 of which who died a little before and after he did. His poor wife Molly. It hit me how much she must have suffered and I wondered what the rest of her life looked like without him. The spirit of Elijah was strong for me and I felt the fire of family history and saving our dead grow a bit bigger. Since then I have spent a lot of time on family search and ancestry. com and surprisingly found some names that needed to be done. I can't wait to go to the temple and do them.
Tennysons first day of sunbeams.
Post church silly faces. Good one Christian!
He demanded to wear this hat and wear it backwards. So not like him.
Christian got into a lip balm I JUST got at a gift exchange. I tried hard not to be mad and laugh but really- How do they always seem to find the stuff you love?
Dreams come true!