My sister Sarah, her husband Bill and their two kids, Ava and Braxton, moved into a new house this fall. In honor of the first holiday in their new digs, we all found our way to Boston to celebrate. It was also Margot's first Thanksgiving which made it extra special, too.
As many trips home begin, this one started before dawn on Thanksgiving morning. We left the house just after 4am in order to catch our flight at 6:30am. Everything went smoothly and we landed in Boston around 7:45am. Though it can be exhausting, we love traveling early.
Margot being the good traveller she is, at BWI airport.
Priscilla, Tucker, my mom, and Sarah
Our first Thanksgiving day photo!
Margot and her auntie Sarah
Margot playing with her new giraffe while the grown ups ate dinner.
Thanksgiving day paparazzi was in full-effect with my dad, me, and my aunt Nancy who visited us from Cape Cod.
We walked the neighborhood after dinner...
and Margot took a snooze.
The houses in West Roxbury are beautiful! For a long time, it's been an Irish Catholic neighborhood; all of the neighbors have names like O'Connell, O'Brien, McDonough, etc. Though the history of the neighborhood is interesting, demographics are starting to change, and we like that:)
My mom and Priscilla, chatting as they walk the pooches.
On Friday, we bundled up and took the commuter rail into the city.
Sarah and Braxton, Priscilla, Dad, and Mom on the train.
I love this...here's the guy who punched our tickets. No machine or computer involved.
Dad, Sarah, me, and Braxton in front of the library in Copley Square.
Tucker, Margot (sunbathing) and me in front of Trinity Church. The new rector from Trinity preached at our church on Capitol Hill last year just after he was ordained. We loved him!
The Public Gardens....Braxton and Ava went nuts!
The Make Way For Ducklings bronze ducks are a popular tourist spot.
Braxton, Ava, and Margot tore it up at the playground. It felt like a lot of kids had been
cooped up for too long!
Sarah, my dad, Tucker, and Priscilla strolling along Commonwealth Ave as Bill, my mom, the kids and I followed along.
Only in Boston: this Irish Social Club has recently been revived and opens only on Sunday nights. Apparently, it's quite the spawt!
After a long day, Sarah and Margot snuggled.
Oh Boston...I will always love (and probably always miss) that city.
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