July 15, 2012
Kevin and I decided to take Emerson and Lisette to Boston today. Auntie Kathleen joined us for the first part of the day. After driving into
Quincy and catching a T into the city we took a stroll through Quincy market
for some initial sustenance (a bagel for the kids and a child clam chowdah for
Kath) and then headed off to the aquarium. Emerson was so excited about what was next
and occasionally (or frequently) neglected to enjoy what was right in front of
him. But we did get to touch skates, look at African and Rockhopper penguins
(my personal favorite), watch jellyfish with bioluminescence, look at baby sea
horses, and see a scorpion fish.
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Catching a T to Boston
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| "Can I Keep Him Guys?" |
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| Quick Call Leslie Knope! |
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| We Called Him Charlie (Kath Said He Was a Tuna) |
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| At the Top of the Tank |
After the aquarium we headed back to Quincy
market for some lunch where we were besieged by a group of teenage girls headed
by our very own Kayla. So the girls (including Kath) headed off to partake in
their favorite pastime, shopping, and we decided to throw caution (and naps) to
the wind and grab a T to Newbury St and the Public Gardens. Kevin and I were
amazed by the beauty of the gardens and embarrassed to admit that this was the
first visit for both of us. Emerson loved watching the ducks (especially the
babies) and pretending to fish. After a while at the park (and a promise to
return to the park to take a ride on one of the swan boats) we took a long
stroll down Newbury admiring all the fashion and jewels. After a quick detour
into Ben and Jerry’s to grab some ice cream and ride out a brief rain shower we
headed back to the park dreaming of our upcoming ride on a swan boat. We
arrived at the dock pleased to be the first people in line only to have our
hopes dashed with these words: “Sorry folks, the last boat is out and we close at
5pm” (it was 5:02 at the time). We handled the disappointment by vowing to
return to Boston and making the swans a priority. We spent some more time at
the park, Lisette showing off her new walking skills and Emerson pretending to
catch fish.
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| Headin to the Mahket |
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| Greetings Mr. Adams |
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| A Favorite Book Come to Life |
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| A Mama and her Babies |
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| Another Mama and her Babies |
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| "Get me away from these kids" |
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| Started Walking but also Still Scooting |
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| A natural beauty |
Finally, we headed back to Quincy market for dinner. After dinner
Emerson received his inaugural “silly balloon animal hat” and we were
officially branded “tourists.” Sadly, Emerson’s blue sword did not survive the
initial decent down to the T station. Emerson was heartbroken, which obviously
left both Kevin and I feeling heartbroken as well. No worries, though. Both the
hat and the orange sword persevered and are still with us today as I write this
post.
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| Hello Again Quincy |
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| Such a Little Lady |
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| Waiting Patiently |
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He Was Much Happier To Receive the Hat
Then He Appears in this Picture |
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| Don't Mess with Emerson |
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Mere Minutes Before the Demise
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| Boston at Sunset |
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| Goodnight Boston! |
All in all it was a wonderful day and had the effect of reminding us how
lucky we are to have such fantastic kids.
~klv
