Yesterday we packed up the children and headed into town. The mayor asked families to come down to Boylston street on Saturday & support those businesses that were shut down while they were investigating the marathon. We opted to go a few blocks down to the Public Garden because well, the public garden just makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
The swan boats are open now and we enjoyed a little jont around the pond then we headed across the street to the Boston Common.
We jumped on the red line over to Cambridge for a litte bit and then came back to Boston.
Back Bay is so gorgeous right now. It feels like Spring is just starting here.
We went to Boylston St (which was packed) to see the Boston Marathon Finish Line.
And then we drug our tired bodies home (stopping, of course, for a last minute impromptu marshmallow roast- Thanks, Jenny!)
I love this town.
We were out the door bright and early on Marathon Monday. This is the first time that I've cheered the runners on from Heartbreak Hill. When we lived in Brookline (2000-2005) we always went to straight for the finish line. I was really, really looking forward to taking the children there this year after we left Heartbreak Hill. I wanted them to see the truckloads of bananas and water bottles they hand out to the runners just as they cross the finish line. I wanted them to see the thousands of runners draped in their heatsheets with metals strung around their necks. But for about 4 hours we cheered the runners on from the sidelines. The runners in wheelchairs were the first to pass by, then came the elite women and not too long after, the elite men and then everyone else.
Kate was my #1 cheerleader clapping them all along. Henry stood on the sidelines, his left arm stretched straight out with little cups of water in the palm of his hand. Sometimes, the runners were going so fast, you didn't realize they were going to grab a cup until after it happened. Most didn't say anything, but one man grabbed a cup from Henry's palm and yelled "Thanks, Buddy!!" He turned to me with the worlds biggest smile on his face.
We sat with the Whitcombs and EP who got there extra early to save us a front row seat. Chris was out of town and didn't go with us and so Henry was determined to take a photo of every single runner that passed to make sure Chris didn't miss anything. My camera died shortly after. We can't find the charger anywhere. So click their blogs and check out their amazing photo's.
We hopped in the car at 2:15 to head to the finish line, but stopped for some ice cream in Chestnut Hill on the way. It was while we were sitting there, the breaking news came on the t.v. It felt like total chaos. All cell phone service was intentionally shut off. We came home instead and I found myself glued to the t.v. all night long. Kate was concerned and hoping that the runner wearing the hamburger costume didn't explode at the finish line. I assured her that he was ok. She closes her eyes and puts her hands over her ears when she hears anything about it. It's clearly too much for a 4 year old to understand I've kept a lot/most of the details from her.
We'll be back at the marathon next year, cheering on the runners, handing out water and definitely going to the finish line.
It's APRIL! Gosh darn it, it's finally April. The last patches of snow on the lawn have nearly melted away. We are hopeful that tomorrows cold weather will be the last of the season. We've managed to go a few days without the fire burning and have officially turned off the oil to heat the house. The plants & herbs around my kitchen sink are slowly helping me to feel a bit like warmer day are ahead (the basil- oh the basil smells so good!)
You can see the little patches of snow that are left. Kids are dying to go swimming and are done with this snow mumbo-jumbo (Me, too!)
Last weekend we met up with some old friends (Hi, Kirse & Tim!) at the Minute-Man visitor center in Concord/Lexington. It's one of my most favorite historical areas around Boston (The movie they show there is amazing). We are gearing up for Patriot's Day/Marathon Monday next week. The kids are all on Spring Break and I'm excited to see some awesome reenactments and cheer on the runners! It's such an emotional thing to witness. Mostly, we are excited to watch the leaves grow back on the trees and feel the warmth of sunshine. We are excited for more hopscotch (I'm the moron who drew the 6 backwards- I was upside down!) and riding bikes. 2 little ducks have already taken residence in the pond out front and the animals in the forest are getting louder and louder each night. It's coming. Yes, yes it's coming! Hooray!