On Monday Ali and I took the boys into Boston to meet up with a friend that we made online. This trip was a special trip, because its the first time that we met Melissa and the first time that Aiden got to hang with his "baby soul mate" Miss Riley. Ali and I decided to take the train into Boston thinking it would be easier than trying to navigate in the city and easier than worrying about parking.....I'll come back to this sentiment in a couple paragraphs.
Anyway we all decided that it would be fun to go to the Aquarium since the babies are at the point in development that they like bright lights and colorful things. The Aquarium sounds like something that would be fun and peaceful.....but really...its not. First off, there were like a million people milling about...not really watching where they were going and not really caring if you have a baby with you. Gone are the days of people holding the doors for a woman with a carriage.
When we first got there, the three of us and the babies posed for a picture. We tried getting our own just in case it didn't come out well, but it was almost impossible to get all three babies to be awake at the same time, happy at the same time, and all looking at the camera. I really feel for mothers of triplets! We walked around for five minutes before stopping in front of the large tank. Aiden was a sleep, Riley was hungry and not having any of it, and Asher was being his normal freakishly happy self and totally standing right up against the glass waiting for great things to happen. And he loved it....at first. The fish, they were great, the Shark...meh that will probably give him a nightmare of two...but the Sting Ray, I think he might traumatized by it. I had him standing up holding onto my hands and as the Sting Ray got closer and closer, Asher leaned further and further away from the glass and into my chest.
We moved on after the Sting Ray and decided to get some lunch. It took us some time to get to the cafe, because people at the Aquarium don't believe in sharing elevators and think its okay to press the close button on the elevator as women with carriages are trying to get on. When we finally got up there and got our food, we decided that it was so nice to sit down and not be trampled and be able to hear each other, that we stayed there for the remainder of our visit!
Anyway, when lunch was over and it was time for Melissa and Miss Riley to hit the road, Ali got a call from her husband requesting a visit at work.....he wanted to show his boy off. This seemed like no big deal so we said "Sure why not?" and headed on our way. So first things first....I was surprised how many people didn't care that we were struggling to get in the doors of the train and find a seat....they didn't care at all. See, I'm the type of person who would offer up my seat to someone else who needed it more than I. I was especially disappointed when a pregnant lady had to wait two stops for someone to get off before finding a seat for herself.....there were many young college aged kids who were more than capable of standing so she could sit down...but that's just me.
I had the distinct pleasure of sitting next to a person who thought it was socially acceptable to rest her feet up on the lower bar of my stroller so that when they train lurched, the weight of her legs pushed my stroller away from me. She was "Awesome" and everything I wish I could be....note the sarcasm.
My other issue with the trains....a lack of elevators...at first we were thinking no biggie....we can make our way up some stairs.....or maybe not. There were like four different sets of stairs at one stations...I don't even know what we would have done had two nice men come along to help us. We were exhausted by the time we made our way to see Aiden's daddy at his office!
But the saddest part of the trip...and I saved this for last because it causes me great shame..... That lovely picture we took at the beginning of our trip? It was entrusted to me. When we parted ways, I promised the first thing I would do when I got home would be to scan it in and upload to Facebook. Well we should have known better than to entrust something like that to me, after all, I am me and everyone who knows me knows that things just "Happen" to me sometimes. But I'm wandering away from my story here, oh yes....the picture..... When I was struggling to get onto the train, I tilted my carriage and the picture slipped out at just the right angle to fall down the skinny little crack between the train and the platform....gone forever. When Ali told her husband what happened, he said "Sounds about right to me" So...stuff like this is pretty much just expected of me.
**Coming soon to Allthingscoleslaw.....Asher dressed up in a suit...you do not want to miss that one!
Anyway we all decided that it would be fun to go to the Aquarium since the babies are at the point in development that they like bright lights and colorful things. The Aquarium sounds like something that would be fun and peaceful.....but really...its not. First off, there were like a million people milling about...not really watching where they were going and not really caring if you have a baby with you. Gone are the days of people holding the doors for a woman with a carriage.
When we first got there, the three of us and the babies posed for a picture. We tried getting our own just in case it didn't come out well, but it was almost impossible to get all three babies to be awake at the same time, happy at the same time, and all looking at the camera. I really feel for mothers of triplets! We walked around for five minutes before stopping in front of the large tank. Aiden was a sleep, Riley was hungry and not having any of it, and Asher was being his normal freakishly happy self and totally standing right up against the glass waiting for great things to happen. And he loved it....at first. The fish, they were great, the Shark...meh that will probably give him a nightmare of two...but the Sting Ray, I think he might traumatized by it. I had him standing up holding onto my hands and as the Sting Ray got closer and closer, Asher leaned further and further away from the glass and into my chest.
We moved on after the Sting Ray and decided to get some lunch. It took us some time to get to the cafe, because people at the Aquarium don't believe in sharing elevators and think its okay to press the close button on the elevator as women with carriages are trying to get on. When we finally got up there and got our food, we decided that it was so nice to sit down and not be trampled and be able to hear each other, that we stayed there for the remainder of our visit!
Anyway, when lunch was over and it was time for Melissa and Miss Riley to hit the road, Ali got a call from her husband requesting a visit at work.....he wanted to show his boy off. This seemed like no big deal so we said "Sure why not?" and headed on our way. So first things first....I was surprised how many people didn't care that we were struggling to get in the doors of the train and find a seat....they didn't care at all. See, I'm the type of person who would offer up my seat to someone else who needed it more than I. I was especially disappointed when a pregnant lady had to wait two stops for someone to get off before finding a seat for herself.....there were many young college aged kids who were more than capable of standing so she could sit down...but that's just me.
I had the distinct pleasure of sitting next to a person who thought it was socially acceptable to rest her feet up on the lower bar of my stroller so that when they train lurched, the weight of her legs pushed my stroller away from me. She was "Awesome" and everything I wish I could be....note the sarcasm.
My other issue with the trains....a lack of elevators...at first we were thinking no biggie....we can make our way up some stairs.....or maybe not. There were like four different sets of stairs at one stations...I don't even know what we would have done had two nice men come along to help us. We were exhausted by the time we made our way to see Aiden's daddy at his office!
But the saddest part of the trip...and I saved this for last because it causes me great shame..... That lovely picture we took at the beginning of our trip? It was entrusted to me. When we parted ways, I promised the first thing I would do when I got home would be to scan it in and upload to Facebook. Well we should have known better than to entrust something like that to me, after all, I am me and everyone who knows me knows that things just "Happen" to me sometimes. But I'm wandering away from my story here, oh yes....the picture..... When I was struggling to get onto the train, I tilted my carriage and the picture slipped out at just the right angle to fall down the skinny little crack between the train and the platform....gone forever. When Ali told her husband what happened, he said "Sounds about right to me" So...stuff like this is pretty much just expected of me.
**Coming soon to Allthingscoleslaw.....Asher dressed up in a suit...you do not want to miss that one!
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