So we moved... Rhodes Island / Boston / Vegas / Provo (next)

So we're crazy. Yes, absolutely crazy. We decided to move a few days before I finished my last final and before we headed off to Boston. It's okay. We like moving. Yup. Moving is F-U-N. In the words of Annalise, "You couldn't pay me to move again." Grin. We actually only moved from the upper floor apartment to another building less than 100 feet away, but on the main level. 200 or so less stairs every day. It was TOTALLY worth it. After we moved we headed to Boston and Rhodes Island for a little "vacay"...

-Rhodes Island -

Once we got to Boston, we headed to Cape Cod. Here we are in Sandwich, Rhodes Island eating sandwiches and Cape Cod salt & vinegar potato chips; and yes, everyone in Boston loved my Romney shirt.

I married such a babe. It was like heaven walking on the beach, hearing the soft breeze and surf. Oh... and Peter found this awesome "booger" looking rock that we taught him to sublimate his desire to eat, into expert left-handed throwing skills.

Peter was enthralled with the water. He's never been so mesmerized.

This is a better look of the Canal. It was GORGEOUS and full of fish and otters and mer-people... um... maybe not so many mer-people.

I was scared. LOL. Tankers and land don't mix....



-BOSTON-

We started off visiting the freedom trail. It was SO nice that day. Cool breeze. Not too hot. The only bummer was the high volume of smokers who enraged Sam's parental protective instincts to a fever pitch which Annalise, in her charm and class, soothed to a mere grudge. My wife is awesome.


Of course we grabbed some CLAM CHOWDA.



We visited Mother Goose's park, and were escorted by majestic killer geese.


And took lots of Naps....

- HARVARD -
Still Boston, but not really...



This is us at HAH-vahd. That's Harvard for those non-east coasters who don't speak Bostonianishtionly. We ran into a huge group of Chinese tourists who loved his blond hair and for some reason mistook his rosy cheeks and pretty face for that of a girl. Sheesh.



-Back in Boston-
After Harvard we headed back to Boston to grab some grub.


For dinner that night we swung by Legal See Food and ate like we were wealthy. Grin. Annalise ALMOST trumped any claim I might have to eating contests by eating the green lobster brains. Almost. Grin.


We visited "Finale" and died in dessert heaven.

Peter was a HAM and totally loved all the attention of the other t-line commuters in Boston. Mom was vigilant in guarding him from kissing the pole.