Wordless Wednesday: My Sky Yesterday
While this image of the Earth from Saturn was making the rounds of the Internet yesterday, The Six-Year-Old and I were hanging out at our little…
While this image of the Earth from Saturn was making the rounds of the Internet yesterday, The Six-Year-Old and I were hanging out at our little…
At my other place (Once upon a Time in Needham), I explore how this photo of a man on a camel taken at the turn of…
Before we moved last month, my friend Victoria and I went on a whale watching trip. While we were still in Boston Harbor, we caught sight of a plane landing at Logan Airport. Turns out that landing is just as terrifying when viewed from a boat.
While passing through Pennsylvania on our recent road trip, Mommyo, pointing: “Now that’s a decrepit old barn.” The Six-Year-Old, enlightened: “Oh! So that’s what decrepit means!”…
On a recent Saturday afternoon, The Six-Year-Old and her father were tucked up on our couch reading The Tower Treasure (Hardy Boys #1) by Franklin W.…
The caffeine consumption at Caterpickles Central has gone up considerably since we decided to move to Chicago. Mommyo’s alone has more than doubled. Naturally, The Six-Year-Old…
Last night, as I was tucking The Six-Year-Old into bed in her new room, she sighed. The Six-Year-Old, sadly: “I want to be home.” Mommyo, curiously:…
Happy day after the 4th, everyone. Our bikes haven’t made it yet to our new home, so our traditional July 4th plan (decorating The Six-Year-Old’s bike…
We kicked off our recent road trip with a visit to the Dr. Seuss National Memorial Sculpture Gardens in Springfield, MA. The Six-Year-Old’s pictures from this magical place will follow later (I still haven’t found that darn cable), but in the meantime, here is my favorite.
We’ve landed–not only in Chicago, but as of 11 a.m. yesterday–in our actual condo (we’re renting a place for a year to give ourselves time to…