A trip to Boston which involved . . .
loads of travel – busses, trains, planes, subways, taxis, and cars.
funny faces and loads of laughs.
a most excellent pizza.
an amazing place to stay.
beautiful walks on beautiful days, both winter and spring.
showing Ewan his first horse.
visiting play parks across Boston.
spotting my favorite color green.
and spending time with family, the reason for the visit.
A good weekend, indeed. Hope yours was as well.
When the day starts with a breakfast of Caramelized Bananas over French Toast, it is hard to imagine that the day can get any better. Especially when that breakfast is had with two of my favorite boys.
But today did, get better that is. I think it is because of . . .
the blue sky.
And a walk to the park.
A ride on the swings.
Some time spent playing in puddles.
And some early spring blossoms.
A grand day, indeed.
Oh, and if you would like to make the bananas and french toast, to start off your own remarkable day, it’s simple. Here’s how:
Caramelized Bananas
Ingredients
2-3 Bananas
Sugar to Sprinkle
1-2 Tbsp Butter
Slice the bananas and sprinkle them, lightly, with granulated sugar. Melt the butter over medium-high heat. Once the butter is melted, and hot, add the bananas in a single layer to the skillet. Let them cook on one side until brown, a handful of minutes. Flip and cook the other side, another handful of minutes.
Put the bananas on top of french toast (use your favorite recipe) like we did. I think they would be equally fantastic on ice cream, over oatmeal, in yogurt. Really, they were so delicious, you could just eat them straight. You know you want to.
Oh … Wait … You’ve been right here. I check my stats, I know. So, I guess the real question is where have I been?
Well, after almost two weeks of having visitors, birthdaying, and traveling, I’m here.
Slowly crawling myself out from under the mounds of laundry.
And the heaps of dishes. Oh, it never seems possible that we, a humble little family of three, can generate so.many.dirty.dishes.
Quietly clearing away the accumulated dust bunnies.
Emptying unidentifiables from the fridge.
Teaching my little man how to stack blocks, and knock them down (his fave).
Running around to doctors appoinments.
Delivering food to moms and new babes.
Making stuff. Because I just can’t stop.
Having random dance parties to bubblegum oldies.
Going for long walks because when it is in the 60′s in March, you must.
Trying to solve the mystery that is our child. It’s tough, there are so many variables.
I’ve been here, living life, but not blogging about it. I will soon.
