Monday, June 06, 2011

Boston I

So I'll pick up with us on the road again, to Boston. I thought to myself, Kate, what would be a good toy for the road? And I said to myself, Kate, I know! A percussion kit! Yes! We even made up our own song. "We're in a band. We're in a band." And so on, for three hours.

I don’t know if you can tell, but the children have gone feral at this point. I don’t know about the prospects for redomesticating them.

Here Ollie has thrown himself on the map I was looking at.
I don't know how this worked out, but we got the coolest hotel room, complete with Goody Dylan herself.

We did leave the hotel room at some point.

I have a picture to prove that we saw a mother mallard with eight ducklings while walking through Boston Public Garden.

We were feeling unabashedly touristy, and went right for the Duck Tour

That's the top of Dylan's head and her little hand as she DROVE THE BOAT.
And the rest of the pictures are still on the camera, so I'll save the grand finale for tomorrow (where tomorrow = when I get to it).

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