A Winter Holiday

My birthday has always been on the same day, the first of February. However, having spent most of my life in warm climates, I never realized what a miserable time of year my birthday was actually in.

But, you know what they say, misery loves company. So I am lucky that my mother's birthday falls on the day before mine. We like to celebrate together, when we can. And, here in New England, we'll use any excuse to party this time of year (for example, the insane enthusiasm over those 'Pats')

Here at sweetpea central, we stretched the celebration out into a whole week which was great! Below are some of the highlights.

For a proper party, you always need to make sure you've got monkeys and plenty of bandanas.

Like I said, we're a little hard up for activities. The local Children's Museum brought Daisy, the pot bellied pig that reads-we lined up at the door!LilPea used our time at the museum to work on her musical talent.

The girls and I were also happy to have a visit from our neighborhood's most eligible batchlor. Though just shy of his second birthday, this aspiring locomotive engineer from New London, CT has a way with the ladies. In lieu of flowers, CPea selected this as the centerpiece of my birthday celebration.
And then, we were off to New York City for a birthday celebration and visit.
CPea loved everything about the City, especially the bagels.
LilPea never misses an opportunity to pull anything within reach.

Or suck on her fingers...

While visiting the big apple, we visited the Museum of Taxidermy, er, Natural History.

CPea loved every minute of it...from the life like shore...

Its like being at the beach

To the heaps of Dinosaur bones...

LilPea found the museum the best place in the city to take a three hour nap. She closed her eyes the moment we walked in and opened them on our way out. I supposed we will have to make another trip to the museum for her to gather the full effect of a giant blue whale and a flying squirrel frozen in action for all time.

Nothing completes a day in the city as a night on the train with a bucket of tiny dinosaurs.