Thanksgiving this year was spent in Barrington, Rhode Island. Bryce got to go on his very first airplane - and he did great! The only thing that bothers that boy is running low on juice in his sippy cup! During our visit to the North - Danny and I went to Boston for a day. We did the touristy things... Quincy Market, Boston Tea Party, and some getting lost downtown. The roads do not have any reasonable layout. None. I was trying to take in all the sites and neglected the map. Needless to say, we ended up at Harvard due to my inability to measure distances. I am sure that is how most people get there.
We had a great time with our family over the break! I didn't get any pics of everyone, but Dobbie, PopPop, Pam, Heath, Courtney, Aubrey and Collin were all there with the three of us for a week! Courtney is Danny's sister - who lives in Barrington. Last year we went to Florida. It was cold. This year we went to Rhode Island. It was cold. Maybe we can figure something out for warmer weather next year. Or, maybe I will just get over it and buy a warmer coat. Either way, we are so blessed to have such a great family. Bryce certainly fell right in to place with his yankee cousins. We sure do wish they lived closer. And, if I can get any pics uploaded from Danny's mom, then I will post them, too. I think she got some pretty good ones...
Low on juice.
These are not real ducks. And, that is not my child. We just thought that it was cute to see some kid playing on the fake ducks.
Lots of stores... there is even a Cheers Bar. I, however, neglected to bring along my wallet, so I couldn't even go into a bar without my id.
That is me in the distance - the one standing. I don't know the man on the bench. He was yelling to some other guy. I tried to stay away.
This is the start of the red line that takes you to all of the touristy places downtown. And those are Danny's size 12s in brown. Not mine.
Lots of stores... there is even a Cheers Bar. I, however, neglected to bring along my wallet, so I couldn't even go into a bar without my id.
That is me in the distance - the one standing. I don't know the man on the bench. He was yelling to some other guy. I tried to stay away.
This is the start of the red line that takes you to all of the touristy places downtown. And those are Danny's size 12s in brown. Not mine.