3.27.2008

BOSTON!!!

Hey to all...I am reporting here from the big city of Boston. Jim and I took the train in last night and we will be here till sunday afternoon. SO EXCITING. We are in a gorgeous hotel in the financial district (finally after a long night of shuffling hotels because our hotel overbooked!!! YIKES) And I plan on doing a few days of shopping and touring about without a two year old (and a Hubby!) Jim is attending a conference. Isabelle is partying at home with Nana! I am sure she will be spoiled to pieces and Nana will be exausted when we return. Hopefully they all have a good time.



This was Isabelle on Easter Morning with a hand full of smarties and her cool sunglasses she got from the easter bunny!

3.21.2008

I dont keep up on politics

Nor do I claim to. I should probably do better, but regardless of your views or personal preferences of our presidential canidates, this video has a great message and is beautifully executed.


OK, dont think I am weird!

I love this band Daft Punk, but I have never seen anything like this. It is the coolest thing.

Check out this video: Daft Bodies, Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger



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3.19.2008

New Rubber boots

So I think I just made the best investment....rubber boots for Isabelle. Our driveway is slowly (very slowly) thawing, so there is lots and lots of water and mud to be played in. After going out a few times in our normal winter boots, I determined that the rubber boots were a must. I quickly made the purchase, brought them home and she hasnt taken them off yet. I have fight with her about not wearing boots to bed. There is a bonus to the rubber boots being worn inside. We are in the process of potty training, and once we had an "accident," but the rubber boot caught the "rains" before it could make it to the carpet. Rubber Boots are much easier to clean then the carpet!



This springs latest in toddler fashion. Outfit put together by non-other than Isabelle!

Ponder this....

You're alive. Do something. The directive in life, the moral imperative was so uncomplicated. It could be expressed in single words, not complete sentences. It sounded like this: Look. Listen. Choose. Act. 
 Barbara Hall, A Summons to New Orleans, 2000