Well, tundra might be an overstatement. But we had family visiting us this weekend from Dubai so when compared to Dubai I’m pretty sure that our 23-34*F felt like they were in the tundra.
While my cousins were here we visited, ate yummy food and went to Boston. We live about 1.5 hours out of the city and we had yet to take our Littles into Boston. Matt and I have gone into the city since having the Littles, mostly for Red Sox games. We both LOVE Boston, the history, the character, the sports teams, the culture, the museums, and so on. I can’t think of a reason not to visit with the girls but for some reason they have never been. Thankfully that has been amended.
We went to the Boston Children’s Museum, http://www.bostonkids.org/, all the littles had a fantastic time (my cousin has two of her own). Then we went to, wait for it… La Famiglia Giorgio, only the best Italian restaurant in the North End, http://www.lafamigliagiorgio.com/. Really, if you frequent (or in-frequent) the North End check this restaurant out, they’re great. We also walked through the New England Holocaust Memorial (breathtaking, http://www.nehm.org/) and Faneuil Hall (quintessential Boston). We had a great time.
On their last night with us we had a big family supper. That means, 8 adults and 7 kids (6 of which are under 4). Again a great time was had by all. Here are some pics of the festivities.
Fun in the bubble room
The shadow family and the butterflies
Another shadow family and more butterflies
Walking around the North End
Kirsten & Martin at Boston's Christmas tree
The bouncing 3 year olds
More bouncing and giggles
All the Littles in one frame!!
Some might read the above title and recall memories of a lovely walk on the beach or hike in the mountains. Its different for me. I have had some lovely, sanity inducing walks. But the sanity, or lack-thereof, I am speaking of pertains to the tracking of mud across my kitchen floor after a rainy day.
We are 98% done with putting in a walk to our back door (our primary entryway). We have dug, mixed, “poured”, set and swept and we are pretty much set with our walk. The only thing remaining to be done is sealing the concrete in the spring, after its fully cured.
This walk brings me so so SO much joy. Late winter and early spring, summer into fall and pretty much any time that we had lots of rain would make me a little crazy. Not because I am a neat-freak. I’m not by any stretch of the imagination. But because the mud that would get tracked across my kitchen floor only highlighted my non-neat-freakedness. I would want to mop but every time I mopped we would have another rainy day. So I would spot clean but spot cleaning for 2 kids, 2 adults and 1 80lb lab (with 4 feet, obviously) is kinda like mopping. Somewhere in the last 4 yrs I stopped looking down at my kitchen floor. See no dirt, hear no dirt? That was less than ideal because eventually I would look down and be shocked that the floor could look so dirty. Or I would wonder why our white socks were less than white.
Needless to say since the initial putting in of our walk the floor has been much nicer to look at. I just finished sweeping the jointing sand into the, well, joints and now the walk looks great from the outside too. The close to 3,000 pounds of concrete and sand that went into this walk by way of our arms, legs and backs are being made worth it by the little bit of sanity that I can find in a cleaner kitchen floor.
Heres to walks and the sanity that they can bring.