the end of it

Geesh.  It’s Thursday.  Really.  The day before October.  I feel like I’ve been sucked into a time warp and all of my days roll into one.  I totally spaced a meeting I needed to go to last night and feel really dumb about it.  But!  We had a really good dinner.  Indian food with naan.  And a pretty good school day before that.  I didn’t end the day thinking I would lose my mind.  I thought I was doing so well– then I realized this morning I missed that meeting.  Will I ever be a good, responsible grown up?  Does someone have some magic responsible-grown-up-making dust?  Sprinkle it on over here, please!

So, I need to wrap up these posts about our trip.  I narrowed the remainder down to 19 photos.  That makes for a long post, so I’m going to steer you over to my flickr for all of them and I’ll post a few here.

on the T

Here we are on the train into Boston.  Hunter is on my lap now as I write this saying “nrain ride. nrain. nrain. choo choo…”  and pointing.  He really loved the train rides!

old and real

We saw all sorts of things in Boston that I don’t have pictures of.  We walked a lot and it was wonderfully memorable.  This is the Granary Burying ground where John Hancock, Samuel Adams, the victims of the Boston Massacre, Paul Revere, Benjamin Franklin’s parents and someone named Mother Goose were buried.  That’s a short list, of course.  My favorite part of our walk around Boston was Paul Revere’s house, but we don’t have a single picture of it.  I guess we were too interested in actually being there to take pictures.  Sometimes that’s okay I guess.

Salisbury beach

After our day in the city we met Barry’s sister and her family at Salisbury Beach State Park for a camp out.  It was too chilly for swimming, but perfect for playing and exploring.

grandma playing with the dictator

Here is the dictator with his captive audience, Grandma.  Grandma and Grandpa came to visit for an afternoon and Ian jumped at the opportunity to boss someone around rather than be bossed by bigger kids.  He made up his own card games and water bottle bowling.

obeying the 3 year old

tidepool treasure hunting

The tide went out along with the sun set, leaving us crabs to catch and colors to see.

until sunset

campfire skits

We had fun campfire skits and sing-alongs and a laid back relaxing time thanks to my awesome sister in-law who borrowed sleeping bags and pillows and all that stuff we couldn’t fit in our luggage.

apple picking

Then we headed to an orchard to pick apples and eat donuts.

apple cider donuts

We had a great trip.  The kids were able to make memories with Barry’s family that they hadn’t seen in a long time and we all came home full of love for them and this beautiful world we live in.

The end.

4 thoughts on “the end of it

  1. What a lovely trip! I’ve been enjoying all of your posts about it very much. Travelling with young ones can be a bit difficult at times, but the memories and good times make it soooo worth it, don’t they?

  2. Thanks Rachel– We were quite a spectacle with 5 kids in New England. They were all wonderfully behaved and I really, really enjoyed them!

  3. Memories are the best! I’m so glad you had such a wonderful time. Oh, and if you get some of that “magic responsible-grown-up-making dust,” PLEASE save a bit for me!

  4. you are so welcome! Im so glad you enjoyed your visit and all the running around was worth it. I’ll forward pics to the other wonderful people who helped make the camping with sleeping bags possible!

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