Last week I made a trip to Boston and if you missed it, they got their first snow of the season right as I arrived. This is the Charles River…

No joke. I had to verify that it was indeed the Charles. And this was day 2 in Dorchester…

It stopped snowing, but all that meant was freezing temperatures and black ice. Good times. But seriously, the best part of my trip was this…

This is my chickie Martini and her husband, who were so kind to host me for the weekend. It has been 10 years since I last visited Boston (I stayed with her then too AND it was snowing when I left) and although the city has changed a bit, it’s always a treat to spend time with her and her family. However, I made her promise that our next meet up will be in warmer temperatures

My daughter is in her room doing her homework and my son *should be* in the living room playing with his toys. I’m in my room trying to escape, ahem read.

Daughter: Mooommmmyyyyyy, Kharl’s bothering me!!!

Me: Kharl, leave Sissy alone. She’s doing her homework.

Son: Okkaayyy!!!

2 minutes later…

Son: Sissy! I have a supwize for yooouuu!!!

Daughter: Kharl, leave me alone! You’re going to get me in trouble!

Son: Sissy lookit! Sissy lookit!

Daugther: Mommie! Kharl is still booothering meeee!!!

Me: Khhaaarrrrlllll!

Son: Mommyyyyyyy! Sissy called you stoooppidd!

Mind you, this all occurs at about 1 billion decibels (I don’t really know how to measure sound, but you get the picture). It’s amazing I’ve yet to go crazy…at least that’s what the voices in my head keep telling me.