We walked through Beacon Hill to the Common and Public Garden. There, we played on the playground, ran around in the grass, visited the Make Way for Ducklings statues, rode the Swan Boats, and almost took a ride on the carousel. (Madeline didn't dig it, so we got off.)
By the time we were finished, Madeline was cold and hungry. Eric suggested a new restaurant he'd heard of, (he had me at poutine) so we went to get lunch. Madeline fell asleep on the way.
After our bellies were full, we decided to call it a day and head home.
On the T, I remarked, "We never made it over to the marathon." Eric shrugged. "That's okay," he replied. "She was tired."
My heart and prayers go out tonight to everyone involved in this afternoon's horrible events.
And in this crazy, often sad, world where nothing seems to make sense, all I can do is hang on to moments like this...
So glad you and your family are ok!! Such a sad and scary thing to happen so close to you :(
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mandy. It's all so tragic. It's strange. Even though we were not personally involved, and even though we are lucky enough to not know anyone directly affected, it hits home just because we're from the area. This is our turf, and people are messing with it.
DeleteWhere is that skirt from, and from which brand? Supercute!! :)
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