Peter & the Prehistoric Animals


Several months ago, Patrick and Peter and I were driving in the car.  I don’t know where we were going, and it’s not important to the story.  The radio was on, and suddenly, I heard a voice say something like “Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live among the giants of the ice age?” Yes.  Yes, I have! Who are you, and why are you in my brain?!?!  And I turned up the radio.  When I heard the words “mammoths” and “mastodons” I almost peed my pants.  A traveling exhibit at the Boston Science Museum!  “We must go!!!” I shouted at Patrick, tears in my eyes.  I might be kidding about the tears, but my memories a bit foggy.  I wouldn’t put it past me.  But I was already day-dreaming of petting prehistoric beasts (or rather, models of prehistoric beasts), so I don’t remember.

*Side note:  I love ancient things.  And I love large animals.  And so, dinosaurs, mastodons, and mammoths are pretty much my favorite.  I went to a college that had a life-sized model of a mastodon in the center of campus.  And I went there because of the mastodon.  Again, kidding.  But only sort of.  If you know me at all, my emotions regarding the exhibit will not surprise you, but I thought I should explain a bit to everyone else.

We went to the exhibit last month with my parents, and it was pretty amazing.  It’s a traveling exhibit from the field museum, so check it out if it comes to your area!  It was very well done, and I didn’t want to leave.  My family had to wait for me outside the door while I lingered, wistfully staring up into the friendly face of a life-sized mastodon.  I sincerely hope that maybe there will be dinosaurs and mammoths in heaven, but I guess we’ll see.  How awesome would that be, though?!  Anyway, I’m supposed to be talking about my son!  Oh, my son.  He made his mama proud.  He loves dinosaurs.  He climbed right into that dinosaur footprint himself.  Ok, I put him there.  But he loved it.  He loves the ancient creatures!!  We are buds.  Two peas in a pod.  And that’s all I wanted to say.


snow day

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IMG_9941We got a lot of snow last Friday & Saturday!  We had a cozy Saturday being snowed-in together, beginning with amazing cinnamon pull-apart bread.  So yummy.  We had eaten over half of it by the end of the day.  And by we, I mean Patrick & I.  And I eat Peter’s share of course, because I’m nursing and I’m allowed to do that.  It makes sense.

I tried to snuggle with Peter, which lasted for a second.  And the boys horsed around some.  We played Boggle with our neighbors, and Patrick won, showing no mercy to our 8-year-old friend.  He’s the meanest when it comes to games.

We made some more bread and ate half of that, too.  We gave Peter a bath and put him in his sweatsuit, which makes his bum look especially adorable, I think.  And we sang some songs.  I’m glad I get to live with people I love and LIKE so much.  And even when he wins for the millionth time and smiles in that super obnoxious “I’m the winner and I wasn’t even trying!” way, I do love playing Boggle with Patrick.  Because victory is especially sweet when it happens once in a blue moon.  One of these days, I’ll win.  And it will be delicious.