Monday, April 28, 2014

Spring! (and Trains)

Note: Flikr changed their page and I'm having a bit of trouble with photo links.  Sorry for the crazy looking photos and sizes, will try to fix it later.

With spring came the annual craziness that comes with celebrating two religions.  We started off Passover with a bit of an early celebration in PA.

But first, we went to Strasburg.  Trains.  I'm not sure which Davis male loves them more. I think Aaron.

We drove up to Lancaster on a Saturday afternoon and Bubbie met us for a lunch train ride through Amish country.


The train ride was followed by lots of playing shopping, and visiting Thomas who was hanging out in the back rail yard.  And then we checked in to our overnight accomodations, a caboose.

There was a lot of "All Aboard" yelled that night.

On Sunday morning we drove to Philly to have an early Passover Seder with the Davis/Kotranski family.  Margaret was, as usual, quite a character.  It is so funny to watch her begin to realize that she's funny and can make people laugh.

 Monday brought the actual first night of Passover and we hosted our annual family and friends Seder at our house.  A feat that could not have been accomplished without help from my wonderful mother-in-law who sent us home with plenty of delicious Passover food and treats.

We got some new kid-friendly games and books this year to keep the little guys entertained. And it was the first year there was a serious hunt for the afikomen.

And Will cried until he was allowed to eat more matzoh. IMG_0603

Thursday, April 3, 2014


After reading this blog post, I hugged Nate and asked him if he'll be my baby forever.  This request typically gets a, "yes" or at least a smile.  But tonight he said, "Sorry, Mom.  But I'm growing and growing."

Indeed.  The kids are both growing up so fast.  Nate's learning about letters - how to write them and the sounds they make.  Last night we were discussing the "D" sound.  When we asked him what starts with "d," he immediately answered, "W!"  It took me a minute.  Then I realized that he's not wrong, Double-U does start with D.

And Margo is imitating us in words and actions every day.  Even things I wouldn't think she notices, she does.  Like the other day when she had a (closed) can of soda.  She put her little finger on the tab, like she was going to open it.  All I could think was, "How in the world did she pick up on that?"

We're loving the spring weather and counting the days until the pool opens!