Oh No He Never Returned (No He Never Returned)...But We Did. And This is the Recap.

(This ridiculously long title is brought to you by the song "M.T.A.", a tune I carelessly began singing to Dani when we rode the T. It's been stuck in my head for the past three days. Now it's probably in yours. Sorry/You're welcome.)

It's been on the list since we came to Maine; and with another move looming, it was now or never.

So we boarded a train to Boston on Saturday. The kids weren't excited or anything.

First on the docket was the USS Constitution. Once again, not excited at all.

And while I staged a shot to remove all doubt about our tourist status, my two little patriots were already looking to the next thing.

Can't say I blame them. The ice cream was pretty darn good.

This might have been the time when Caed declared that, "Boston is awesome," and put in a request to "live here next."
From the shipyard, we walked the Freedom Trail back into the heart of the city. The kids loved following the red brick. The grown-ups loved how the novelty of a path to follow kept the kids from complaining about walking a mile and a half.

I am tempted to leave out the part where I tried to explain to the children the significance of Paul Revere's ride only to be upstaged by pigeons. Yes, you heard me--pigeons. The kind that let you get just a bit too close and then flap away in a big ruckus. Yeah, those pigeons. Caed and Dani and a random toddler chased them all over the courtyard, garnering smiles from several elderly onlookers and evil bird eyes from the displaced fowl. (Note to self, when a pigeon the size of your neighbor's cat gives your children the stink eye, it's time to leave.)

So a funny thing happens when you get up early, skip a nap, walk a couple miles in the sunshine, and chase sky rodents. You get tired.


Really, really tired.

One day down. Two to go. Tune in tomorrow (or whenever I get around to posting it) for the next installment of our Boston adventure.

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Have you ever been to Boston? If you had just one day to spend there, how would you spend it?