The adorable song is by Sandra Boynton, from Philadelphia Chickens.
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Traditional St. Paddy’s Day …
… round of Rummicube, B’s favorite game.
Easter Egg Hunt
St. Paddy’s Dog
Exhausted after a hard-partying day.
Most miserable kid at the St Paddy’s parade
From the Archive – First Birthday (Movie)
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Those matchbox cars and carrying case were a gift from Mr’s amazing Aunt Julie (who also gave us a set of musical instruments for his second birthday). I’m not sure who liked them better – B or his dad!
Elephant and the Chicken Monks
After Trick-or-Treating last night, B and I settled down to decompress .
These Legos are older than I am.
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B spent Saturday night with MomMom and Boppy (giving Mr and me time to clean out his room and vote some toys off the island before next Saturday.) When it started raining Saturday morning, MomMom, in a moment of pure … Continue reading
Easter 2011
This has been a really fun year to celebrate holidays, because B is at an age where he ‘gets’ the idea of Santa and the Easter Bunny. And, oh boy, Easter Eggs.
>Party time. Birthday party.
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I have to hand it to the Yankees – they know how to party. Over the weekend we were invited to a cousin’s sixth birthday party. What an operation! Thirty +/- six-year-old kids running over, under, around and through the house, bouncing (literally) off of the walls, like wild animals (in masks!) 
B vacillated between thinking he’d died and gone to ice-cream-and-kitty-cat-mask heaven, and worrying he was trapped in a nightmare of kids-he-doesn’t-know-who-are-bigger-than-him. Heck, even I was a little afraid of the kids… say what you will, but a flock of six year old boys demanding water is intimidating. They could go all Lord of the Flies at any moment!
One of the cool things about other kids’ houses is that they have toys you’ve never seen before and didn’t know you needed.. like Zu Zu pets, and Barbie Power Wheels (pow-pow, power wheels!), and a little red wagon!!
Word on the street is that Daddy pulls it “way more funner” than I do. As much as I love dragging 35 pounds of hippo around the yard, I concede defeat.
Seriously, you know someone’s been to a good party when the evening ends like this:
