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vacation is making us a little stir crazy.

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bouncy house time

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another picture from our boston trip. candied apples at quincy market.

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we stopped by frog pond in boston common to possibly go ice skating. it did not happen due to lack of time and the thousand person deep line waiting ahead of us.

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one of our gifts from auntie ange (far left) was tickets to see disney on ice in boston. it was a family adventure to say the least. the boy loved riding the train as much as seeing mickey on ice.

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it is christmas.

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christmas eve. every year we celebrate with my husband’s family. our son, as usual, had a spledid time opening myriads of gifts.

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puzzle time. fooling around with the streamzoo app.

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let me pencil you in. for someone who was just a breath ago struggling to climb out of his crib i am amazed at his coloring skills. he says scribbling is not allowed.

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i decided to make my students work for their christmas fun by forcing them to unwrap hershey kisses with gloves on. this relay race was male versus female. males won. after such torture we enjoyed a mornign of junkfood, movie watching, gift giving, and a game of capture the flag.