We toured Beantown!
We gathered up a whole messa peeps and rode around in Red Sox Nathan the DUCK boat and then went on foot to view some of the Cow Parade. Oh, and we ate lunch at The Cheesecake Factory (where they have 'something for everyone'--except Will who spent much of the meal wiping away his own snot because he was bawling about not liking the smell of the place. But that's another story).
We had a group of 9 for the Boston Duck Tour. Ebby, Will, Cuyler, Bubbe, Nana, Pa, Me, and we happened upon some relatives from Hawaii, Uncle Tooky and Carolyn. That's right, party in the back of the duck with the know it all crowd of mostly natives. Our driver, Captain Courageous, could not stump us on any of his trivia questions about Boston, including the one where he asked if anyone could name all the alphabet streets in the Back Bay from A to J. We did. He said he'd never had a group name all of them correctly. And he also had never had anyone correct any of his information as the Uncle did when CC tried to claim that JFK voted at some church near Beacon Street. Nay, nay said our family expert, Joy Street was where he voted. Which we determined must've been in the building that currently houses the Beacon Hill Nursery School, as its the only public building on Joy Street. And I interned for a year at BHNS. And the circle is complete. When we splashed down into the Charles River for the water portion of our tour, Ebby was the first volunteer driver. She drove for quite a while. Next was Cuyler. Then some other little kid. Next Will just walked up, claiming the driver's seat for himself. Our last guest driver was none other than Bubbe, who eagerly raised her hand when CC said anyone could drive, regardless of age. She guided Red Sox Nathan under a bridge and everything.
When we weren't riding on a DUCK, we were checking out the cows in the Jimmy Fund Cow Parade. There are over 100 cows around the town and we saw several. Very fun public art project. Some of our favorites included Hole-y Cow (our name), Picasso Cow, Bonnie Cow, Cowmenclature, Make Way for Calflings, Pablo Picowso, and the Moo-rathon Runner.
We even had time to venture onto Newbury Street to visit Uncle Steven at his new office. We determined that: he has a lovely office suite in an old building with plenty of character, he does indeed do lots of work, he could use some co-workers to interact with as the attempts to converse with people on the street from his 3rd floor window have, as yet, not been too successful. Especially exciting to the kids, his office is above/next to a candy shoppe.