
First, we stopped in to see Nicola who, having gone ass over teakettle in the middle of Kneeland Street the previous day, was unable to walk around Castle Island with us. In true Nic fashion, she’d halted traffic in Chinatown with her dramatic wipe-out yet did not spill an ounce of her coffee.


By the time she’d polished off her Fudgsicle dessert at Di’s brick house, Caroline was punchy and she who never sleeps was passed out cold in the car before we even reached Day Boulevard.


LP cannot contain her excitement that she is getting married next weekend and without warning – totally flips out, running up and down the hill over and over and over again.

Carrie and Paul decided to leverage LP’s glee and coaxed her into a game of extreme hide and seek. Note Caroline hiding behind tree in conspicuous yellow sweater.

Back inside, Baron became quite savvy in the “you lick it, you own in” method of snack procurement while Caroline learned that “Swiper no swiping” doesn’t work on puppies.
Scene 3: James and I left early to drop the kids home and headed back out to meet the O’Browns for dinner at Mount Blue in Norwell. We had a smashing time, of course. Unfortunately, scene 3 went undocumented as my camera’s batteries died during cocktail hour.
3 comments:
Good times....good times....You'll all be glad to know that Keith stuck to his word and proceeded to eat a large quantity of B&M Beans yesterday while we polished off some leftover barbecue eats. You know where this is headed...I'm a lucky, lucky girl.
So sorry to hear that, Auntie. Have a deep well of empathy for you there. Thanks for the grub! I think Paulie ate all of your chocolate chip cookies.
Nice work Bags. I expect no less.
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