I am not blessed with words this morning, but we did get to spend a couple of hours acting like tourists this weekend in Faneuil Hall, so I am blessed with pictures. Enjoy! One of the signs of spring in … Continue reading
I confess, I love visiting the Franklin Park Zoo in winter. True, the giraffes, the budgies, and the other warm-weather animals are in their winter enclosures and off-exhibit. You have to visit the farm animals in the barn, rather than … Continue reading
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On a recent trip to the Boston Museum of Science, The Five-Year-Old asked, “Did dinosaurs have belly buttons?” I know what you’re thinking. Probably something very similar to what I thought: No. A belly button is the scar left when … Continue reading
What with the need to turn The Five-Year-Old’s bike into an abstract version of a rocket ship for the 4th of July children’s parade and three separate photo shoots for upcoming installments of Through the Lens of The Five-Year-Old, it’s … Continue reading
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As I mentioned last week, The Five-Year-Old is the proud owner of a Fisher-Price Kid-Tough See Yourself Camera and the shiny new title of Official Caterpickles Junior Photojournalist. The Five-Year-Old takes her new duties very seriously, and is already drawing … Continue reading
As I mentioned yesterday, we spent Christmas in Florida last year. As we were driving to the airport for our flight home, we started talking about time. Specifically, time zones and how they would affect our travel plans. On hearing … Continue reading
Foiled in her attempts to make Yummy Dino Buddies the centerpiece of our Thanksgiving table, The Four-Year-Old asked: “Why is turkey such a popular dish at Thanksgiving?” Turns out you can read 15 Internet articles on the topic and encounter … Continue reading
As you know, a random question by The Four-Year-Old has sent Caterpickles Central into a tizzy over very old cars this week. Turns out I can’t shake my fascination with them. Particularly the steam-powered kind, which I suppose makes sense … Continue reading
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