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Hello again Boston.

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Our travels in the Far East began in Boston, which is a very good place to start.

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First stop, Copley Square for a little Burdik’s chocolate pick-me-up. (Note the lovely Aunt A in the mirror taking our picture. It was so nice spending the day with Aunt A and giggling Uncle R!!, thanks for hosting us for the night!)

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Next stop, the Public Gardens.

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No visit to the Public Gardens as a tourist is complete without a cliche family picture on the bridge.

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We braved the heat and the long line to ride the Swan Boat. Also completely cliche.

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It was nice seeing the ducky statues again.

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We went across town to the aquarium to see the Giant Sea Turtle…

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… and the adorable penguins.

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Thanks for a wonderful day, Boston! I’m sure we will be back again soon!

That was a very good day in a very fun city.

 

Bruce the Brute.

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I met another older boy. Bruce is a big ol’ sweetie, and he is the newest member of a very special family.

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Bruce! (With his fabulous older sister in the background)

I was a little forward. He calmly chewed on his Sophie Giraffe while I held his hand.

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Oh hey Bruce.

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Nice to meet you Bruce.

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Mom, why isn't he fawning over me?

Bruce is only a few weeks older than I am, but he is so much bigger. Look how petite his mom is, too! She is going to have majorly defined arm muscles, if she doesn’t already.

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Well, Bruce and I have basically everything in common. He wears cloth diapers, we are close in age, we have lovely hair, we like to drool, and I like his sweater. I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Make way for Rowan.

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There is this book called “Make way for Ducklings” that my dad reads to me. It is about ducklings named Lack, Mack, Nack, Ouack, Pack, and Quack. They were born by the Charles river then move to the Public Gardens and live on the island in the pond.

This is such an iconic Boston story, and there is a famous statue of Momma Duck and her ducklings in the Public Gardens.

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My duckling name would be Rack.

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I am their little duckling.

We were “those” people who stop by this statue to take “that picture.”
Mom loved it.

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Beautiful day in the Public Gardens.

Grammie and GP

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This past week I met dad’s mom and dad.

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Seeing each other in person for the first time.

They pretty much adore me.

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I shall call him GP. And he shall be mine.

We spent some of Easter in a place called the Boston Commons. It didn’t seem so common to me.

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Uncommon Easter.

It was wonderful to see them this week. I got to be spoiled in person rather than from afar. Getting spoiled is always fine with me, but in person is just so much better. Love you guys!