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  • 'Cation in the 'Burbs

    Some families go to thrill-a-minute theme parks for a spring vacation. Others, to exotic island resorts or cosmopolitan world capitals. As for us -- well, we go to the suburbs. It's where we come from, and where some of our nearest and dearest still live. It's where we are now, and why I probably won't be able to post again until the end of the week. (How will you ever survive?)

     

    We spent a few days in my hometown of Fairfield, Connecticut, where -- fun fact -- portions of the original "Stepford Wives" movie was filmed. It is also the hometown of famed Mac guy Justin Long, tennis up-and-comer James Blake, and sensitive pop sensation / starlet swain John Mayer. You might also have heard of in the news of late as the town that lost its police and firefighters' pensions to Bernie Madoff. In other words: smokin' hot vacation spot!

     

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  • A Hometown Halloween

    Alastair's hometown, that is, here in the leafy loveliness of Westchester county. We came down for the weekend, specifically for the unveiling of Alastair's grandmother's grave monument. She died around this time last year, and it's a (very nice, I think) Jewish tradition to visit the stone a year later. We said some words and prayers, and then the girls thought it would be fun to pick up the stones that we placed on Great Grandma's grave and move them to the other, neighboring graves and back again, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.

     

    That night, we took the girls out for their first official trick-or-treating experience. Like last weekend, at the Halloween party, Clio refused to wear her tutu, so we had one ballerina and one modern dancer -- or perhaps she was a ballerina in rehearsal. More power to her, I say. And so, we set out into the lovely, suburban twilight, our family of four (Mommy had had a low day, but managed to rally) plus Abu and dogs, Aki and Niko. 

     

     

     

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  • Wholesome Fall Fun

     

    The girls and I spent last weekend up in Maine with my folks, and had a lovely time. There were farm animals and apples, blue skies and falling leaves, chyrsanthemums and homemade cookies. The whole Fall-in-New England extravaganza. 

     

    Of course, first we had to get there. Packing up for a weekend away with the girls is hard enough when Alastair is around to help, but it's pretty much insane trying to do it on my own. I was able to load the Pack-n-Plays, booster seats, diapers, toys, etc. into the car while the girls were parked in front of Sesame Street. Then I brought them upstairs to hang in the nursery while I packed their suitcase and they "helped" by pulling every single item of clothing out of their bureau while gleefully exclaiming "out!" "out!"  Then I distracted them with legos while I packed up my own bag -- something I don't do well under pressure. Seriously, as soon as I put an empty suitcase out on the bed, it's like my IQ drops 50 points. There I'll be, twenty minutes later, standing over a suitcase full of nothing but socks, holding a pair of hiking boots in one hand and a cocktail dress in the other, muttering to myself about bobby pins. Add two small children into the mix and, well, it's a miracle I managed to pack anything at all.

     

     

    To top things off, I'd stayed up too late the night before watching the doggone VP debate and drinking wine, but couldn't pound coffee and water the way my body was begging me to do  because I needed to avoid the need to stop on the drive up to Maine. (A bathroom stop with two toddlers and no double stroller: pretty much impossible.) Still, somehow we all got out the door and onto the road and made it to Maine without incident. (Hint to solo traveling parents: tie sippy cups / pacifiers / etc. to the carseat or the back of the front seats with a piece of twine, so when your toddler(s) drop them, you can retrieve them without having to pull off the road. Probably a strangulation hazard, so don't leave children in car unattended -- not like you would anyway.)

     

     (A plethora of pics after the jump!)

     

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Jane Roper

Jane Roper in Boston

One baby? Piece of cake. Try two. This working mother gives you the inside scoop on the ultimate in extreme parenting: twins.

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