
He was as agreeable as ever and barely even noticed that he could barely move once strapped in. He did manage to find a way to still get his pacifier in his mouth but there was absolutely no way he could reach his hat and thus it remained on for the entire ride. Ben loved being in the fresh air so much that he promptly fell asleep. Twice. (he woke up in between due to an air horn indicating a bridge was opening)

After that we headed into Boston for a cookout with Ben's favorite second parents Christine and Vince. Ben loves to be tossed in the air with Vince because he goes MUCH higher than I could ever toss him and they also get to have "boy time". During "boy time" they do boy things...like grill. Or play with the dog. Or burp. We headed home before the fireworks which Ben didn't seem to mind.
The following Monday we had ANOTHER sun filled day and decided to kicked off Ben's birthday week with another day with Vince and Christine at the beach.

"Boy time" at the beach involves more tossing in the air, playing with trucks and trips to the water. As much as I pretend to love the water at the beach, I don't. It's cold. And wet. And cold. Luckily Vince doesn't mind the water and happily plays in it with Ben. We even managed to squeeze a nap in at the beach before heading home. We stopped off at a local farm on the way and said hello to the llama and buffalo that live there. Ben is more interested in banging on the fence that actually looking at the animals but he humors me.
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