when old friends come to town.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm convinced we live in exciting places so that our friends and family can just come to us. One day I'd like to live with a more suburban lifestyle, but for now, city life is treating us so well (well, other than that towing experience on the fourth of July...but I digress :).

Sam and her husband Brendan came to Boston right before the Dilles came so we spent some time together early in June for an afternoon and it was so nice to see each other for the first time since the summer of hs graduation and as two mamas! Her little boy is a little younger than Walter, by 6 weeks or so, and they're both bound and determined to sit/crawl/walk faster than everyone else, silly boys. We ended up chatting away at the playground in the Common and it was so nice to have a little bit of Texas come to us, even for just a day. Those accents, man. I miss them.


the fourth.

This weekend had a lot of ups and downs, and even with Ryan going back to the grind of studying, it was actually a relief that yesterday was Monday. When was the last time you actually wanted the weekend to be over already? Hopefully it won't happen again for a long time. Highlights were: watching the fireworks comfy cozy on tv on the third, indoor bbq-ing with Julie and Oliver on the fourth, and having the tot lot all to ourselves on the fifth. We went to a friend's house on the 6th and had some fabulous ice cream cake and texas sheet cake (who says no to sheet cake? not me, ever.) and chatted with lots of friends who I don't get to chat with a ton/ever on Sundays since we high tail it home to get the boys fed/napped and those church hallways are just too small, anyways.

Believe me, there were downs in between, but writing it all sans the bummer parts makes me feel a ton better... I should do that more often.


the dilles come to hang out with us and help clean our house.

Pretty sure we have some of the best family there ever was. Jen wanted to come and help us move, but since it didn't work out logistically, she and Mara came just because. And even spent a little time cleaning while I cleaned/wrangled the boys and prepped our house even more for the eventual August move.

Jen and Mara are the best.
He was excited, you just gotta trust me on that one.

It was a fairly relaxing weekend while we mostly just stuck to the boy's schedules and ventured out in the afternoons after naptime. Our big adventurous day was on Saturday when we headed to the North End/Haymarket/the Waterfront. We took the boys on a carousel ride, walked and walked, stopped for a bit at a playground and ended eating Ernestos while Henry got soaked on the Greenway. Win.

Jen even treated us to a Sox game on Monday night. I love how much she loves baseball, she and Ryan could commisserate on how ammysmal the Dbacks were/are playing and Ryan had Mara on the other side of him so he unloaded as much of his Red Sox/Fenway/baseball trivia as possible in that short and sweet 1-0 victory. 

Although we don't know when we're headed to AZ again, or when we'll see them again, we already can't wait. Henry still asks about Mara and Jen and I love it. Go family!