Friday, February 29, 2008


My mother-in-law and her husband very generously gave us one of their "free weeks" from their time-share ownership. For a very small price, Tucker, the kids and myself were able to head up to Cape Cod for the week.

It was great. Seriously. Much needed and great.

We had a wonderful little two bedroom apartment, and we spent most of the days there tooling around the town, doing some shopping, and hanging out at the indoor pool (Oh, how I love an indoor pool). There was even free wireless internet and we brought along our laptop, so I was able to spend some time online checking out my favorite sites and blogs. (The internet runs deep.) However, we were so busy, that I really only got to do that once! Most computer time was spent planning out our Boston trip and finding directions to all the things we wanted to see and do. (What's that? Do all planning before vacation? Hm.)

We went to the beach. No, not to swim...although Tate thought that would be a fabulous idea! It took some serious watching and chasing to keep him away from the water. Rory loved it, and spent most of her time there looking for The Little Mermaid (She was so very convinced that we would actually get to see her...), throwing rocks, and dancing on the sand.

We headed up to Boston on quite possibly the coldest day all week. The children's museum there is amazing, and we had much fun getting lost finding it. (The fun of being lost and "city exploring" soon wore off, though. Especially after the third time or so. Yeah.) On our way up, we made a quick stop in Plymouth to see the rock. Yup. It's a rock. Exciting stuff. (Actually, it's pretty cool. You know, in a history buff kind of way.) After the children's museum, we headed over to the Sam Adams factory and took a tour. (Um? Yawn?) Then we did some shopping (Um, yay!), saw a few historical things (Okay. Just one. It was freezing!) and finally, on the way home, we drove past the Gilette stadium where The Patriots play. (Yeah. So. Not on the "way home" at all...Tucker. He's lucky he's so cute.)

The trip wasn't all fun, though. Rory ran a (scary) high fever one day, and Tate spent much time crying. (I'm waiting for that fever to hit him soon. He was so very crabby by the end of the trip. And if you know Tate, you know that he's like, the happiest baby ever. So I know he's coming down with something!) I had to miss out on meeting a friend of mine due to kids sickness and changing schedules because of that, but I'm sure this won't be our last trip up there, and we'll get to meet up sometime soon!

Overall though, it was a very wonderfully relaxing time. We're happy to be back home, but very much so looking forward to the rest of our weekend off and our next vacation!

Friday, February 22, 2008

Weee! She's Three!

Today's Rory's third birthday. We've had a terrific snowstorm (YAY!), she received a few fun gifts, and we had our small group over. (Which was happening anyways, being Friday and all. But still. Rory thought they came over just for her birthday. And we totally let her think that...) Oh. And we're such awesome parents that we didn't bake a cake. Nope. Not that we forgot or anything. *whistles* (I seriously need to get better at this birthday cake thing!) We're such awesome parents that we took her to Wal-Mart and let her pick out almost any cake she wanted. (She, um, wanted a $20 one. We managed to talk her into some $4 cupcakes. Yup. The runs deep in us.)
All in all, it's been a good day!
My word. She's three already...

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Small Sweaters.

My grandmother sent the kids some little sweaters she had knitted for their toy bears/dolls/whatever. Rory thought they were for her, and was pretty serious about trying them on...

Tuesday, February 19, 2008


Question: What's cuter than babies in a bathtub?
Answer: Hibbs Babies in a bathtub!

However, I am a bit biased...

Monday, February 18, 2008

Snow Days.

We had a terrific snow storm last Tuesday. Since we had all pretty much recovered from that awful bug, Rory was allowed to go out and "help" Daddy shovel. (Because, um, if you don't shovel your sidewalk here in this great little city, they give you an $83 fine. Not that we figured that out the hard way or anything...)
Anyway. Today, almost a week later, it's 62 degrees outside. The heck? It's February! Bring on the snow! Come on.

Thursday, February 7, 2008


The stomach bug has hit us and hit us hard. I'm so very tired of laundry, disinfectants, and carpet cleaning...and I'm very tired of smelling like an interesting mixture of baby vomit and bleach. Yum.

The Hibblets have been surviving on a diet that consists mostly of toast, juices, and rice. But really, they don't seem to mind. See?
Tucker, on the other hand, is exhausted. He's the only one of us not to get sick yet, and he's been doing an amazing job of taking care of us all!