Unofficial

After his first year of graduate school, we decided to do a victory lap by touring Harvard on Saturday.
Yeah.

That's right.

We know how to part-tay.

Our guides were the Unofficial Hahvahd Tour. It's a 90 minute student-led visit through the university. Besides being very informative, the tour is quite “punny”.
I think we {Mike and I} tend to forget how fortunate he is to be able to study at Harvard and MIT because it strains us in so many ways. The tour was a good reminder for us that, whoah, he is studying at an Ivy League school and thus, is also able to attend classes at the top electrical engineering school. Many resources are available to Michael for his enrichment. It’s an incredible opportunity for our family.



My recommendations for the Unofficial Hahvahd Tour:

• Catch the first tour of the day before it gets too hot.

• Wear sunscreen.

• Do not go during a holiday weekend. Learn from our mistake. Our group was unbelievably large.

• The tour is not-so stroller-friendly. Tour guides tend to cut through the yard instead of staying on the pathways. Luckily we brought our all-terrain stroller and plenty of snacks and juice boxes for Caleb to keep him content.

• The best part about the tour is you can pretty much bail at any moment. It is a free tour, tips are encouraged at the end.

• After the tour, there’s a great park, the Alexander W. Kemp Playground near Harvard Square you can visit. If you haven’t been: go! It is stunning. There is sand, water works, and playground equipment- everything you need to enjoy a hot New England afternoon. We had to drag Caleb away!

The address: 8 Waterhouse St Cambridge

ALSO, another exciting thing

happened Saturday evening...

Mike wouldn’t let me take a picture of it, so back to the old paint bucket.
Can you guess what this picture is depicting, hmm?

Framed: Part 2

Third pregnancy in three years.
3 months along.
Due early January.
Known since May 2nd.

Loving PB&Honey sandwiches with milk and salty snacks (pretzels, cheetos, potato chips, french fries, pickles), water, and Newman’s Own Creamy Caesar Dressing

Disliking having my first bout of this thing called “morning sickness” and being porcelain-punished for my fondness of sweets (I still eat but always regret, I ain't no quitter)

Yes. We already have names picked out.
The real question is: will this baby be NH or RI?

(so not kidding about the initials. funny how things work out, huh?)

Thank you for all your well-wishes, I sure love you.
Now, any suggestions on preparing Caleb to be Nineteen Eighty-Four-ed?

Framed.

Last month our 4Runner needed to be repaired. It was the week after Mike concluded the semester, and the week before attending a work conference in Vegas. He spent most of the week, from 4:30pm to dark working on the vehicle.

Yeah, he is a stud.

The common radiator/trans cooler failure he remedied is known as the dreaded “strawberry milkshake” among 4Runner owners.

It cost us a pretty penny to fix the problem, so whenever someone asked us why we were not taking our trip out West this summer (by the way, we aren’t making our trip out this summer)

we blamed the 4Runner.

This is our family’s official retraction:
it’s not the 4Runner’s fault. It was framed.

The real reason we are not traveling out west this summer is because we’d rather travel out next summer

after the baby is born.
:)