Well I am back.
First..thanks to everyone on the right of my blog for giving me one more reason to delay getting work done. I had a few days to catch up on!
Friday the Marches and I went to Lake Compounce in CT for the day. We arrived about 10 minutes after it opened and left 10 minutes before it closed. It was a long day but man it was a blast. The look of joy on little march when she and I rode "WILDCAT" (a big/adult) rollercoaster was one of the best. Littlest March loved the bumper cars and we had a fun. Barring the great memories my fave moment of the day...Deep Fried Oreos. Shut your pie hole they ruled. When else can you ever eat like this (well I do it most days but man it was great). We stayed near the park that night and the marches were excited the hotel had a pool. We stayed at a Holiday Inn Express and I waited all day to do something "wild" and then used the line "Well I did stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night" but it never materialized.
Monday Mrs March and I took littlest March to Boston for an appointment. He did great, we rode the train and had some time to kill before getting the train back home. We rode The Swan Boats which, even after 35 years of living in MA I had never done. It was warm, but littlest March liked watching the ducks bob up and down. He had a blast riding the Subway, escalator, elevators. He is world traveler..too bad his little legs got tired and I had to give him a shoulder ride for about 1.5 miles of walking. Whew.
On the train ride home littlest march tired from his day fell asleep on my shoulder. Any parent will tell you this is one of the best greatest things ever. Its better when you are on a couch or big comfy chair, but now that he is older and it doesn't happen so often you don't balk at the chance. The ride was pretty uneventful until the girl behind us (i never saw her only heard her) threw up about 6 times. All I heard was retching then the splashes. I couldn't offer help or anything since little march was in dreamworld. The girl was saying she was sorry to people around us (hell who "means to throw up") and thank the lord there was no odor. That would have been horrid.
I lost my effing cell phone on the train that morning but it was "found" so that saved me some worry and an expense that I didn't want to deal with. I just need to check the cell bill when it arrives and see how many calls were placed to Thailand.