Let's begin, shall we? WE SHALL!!
I like to call this photo, "and this information is supposed to help us HOW?!" Don't get it twisted, I'm all about safety first. However, as dad was "reviewing the emergency procedures regarding the Boeing 737 located in our seat back pocket (I'm good huh? LOT'S of flying!)" with me, I couldn't help but think about how "neatly" all of these planes ended up after an emergency landing. Ah.... look.... that plane is perfectly intact and just floating on top of the ocean while all the people (who survived without a scratch BTW) exit the aircraft (there are 6, two in the front, two by the wings, and two in the rear. And don't forget, your closest exit may be behind you. OK, I'll stop, promise!) in an orderly and calm fashion.
This is me confirming the location of said exits:
I am SO thorough. Oh, and look at how well that woman uses the emergency slide! Did she practice? I give the "crash cards", as I like to call them, a 10 for cartoonish graphics, but a 1 for realistic depictions. More fire, possible human trampling in the cabin, and people avoiding the slide all together and just jumping for it could knock that score up to a 5 ;) I'm just saying.......Anyhoo, we made it to Boston just fine. Dad sang "Dirty Water" as we were approaching Logan which drove me and mom CRAZY, but he does it all the time apparently so I guess I better just get used to it. He is SUPER embarassing!
I call this photo "The Platform". I know, what an amazing title, RIGHT?! Am I simply referencing the T platform or am I speaking in broader terms about the "platform" of my blog? In fact, is this "platform" simply a symbol of a jumping off point, if you will, for greater meaning in my life? PSYCH! I'm totally kidding! I just bit that title off of an old Dilated Peoples album! Sorry, I didn't mean to mess with your heads. My bad :( Seriously though, this was my first T ride, and it totally rocked. The rhythmic motion of the train combined with the monotonous noise almost put me to sleep! Dad said he wishes there were a T in Greenville because he'd just ride it from end to end with me every time I got difficult. I'm not sure if I should be flattered by his desire to spend even more time with me, or question what he means by "difficult". Whatevs.....
After the train ride, we went to the Boston Common. It was a perfect fall day, and the common had just the right balance of regular people and "crazies" to give it that honest, city feel.
I call this one, "Dad is SO awful at getting my attention when he takes photos. GOD!!" This is mom and I in the common after lunch. Oh, hang on, I'll wait for you to get over how adorable I am in this photo.......Waiting........Waiting.......I know the little bear ears on the hood are almost too much........Waiting.........Waiting.......... OK, that should suffice. I almost forgot to include this photo:
I call it, "Where is mom's head?" taken from the larger collection, "Where's mom's head and other amazing examples of why dad isn't allowed to take pics of us". He almost cut off my bear ears too! I mean, come on.....
This is one of my faves, and I titled it "Doesn't the atmosphere at Fajitas and Ritas just scream 'Let's throw a bunch of ish around' to you?". Dad told me that this was his shortest trip EVER to Fajitas and Ritas! I think we made it 15 minutes from sitting down to exiting the establishment. Honestly, I've never seen anyone put down three fajitas that fast. Big ups to mom too for downing that shrimp burrito in about 5 minutes. Maybe I missed something, but what was the rush? We were having fun, no?
After Boston, we went out to Claire Bear's house in Grafton to party it up some more. I finally met her, Kagger (FWIW, his real name is Connor), and Kaylee. Let me just tell you, these kids know how to rock! I thought that 6:30 only came once a day ;) We had SO much fun! Claire shared all of her toys with me (love, love, love the shopping cart with plastic condiments. already on the Christmas list) and we all played together all day and part of the night. I think I scared Connor when we first met, but I come from a very loud family, so we all tend to have that effect on people. Our bad :( The non-stop "festival of fun" at Claire's house leads me to my final photo of the trip:
I call it, "I am SO fricking tired! Wake me when we get back to my crib." I was just totally spent from the weekend, so I ended up napping almost the entire way home. No complaints from mom and dad on that one. It had the eerie feeling of a "set up", but what are you gonna do?
Anyway, that's about all for now. I'm working on a holiday post encompassing both Thanksgiving and Christmas, so look for that soon :)
Later.......
SO into:
- Whining (really into, I mean, really, really)
- Sippy Cups
- Baby Einstein (it is SO hypnotic, borderline trippy)
- Soft punk
SO not:
- Napping
- Talking Shop
- Ginger Ale
- Portraits of Vegetables (????)
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