Home Again, Home Again

Hey – I’m back from my week+ in Hingham so I’ll fill you in with all the fun.

After a hot dog and some Friendly’s french fries on the road (there has to be some benefit to that long drive), we got to GiGi and Pop Pop’s a few Fridays ago. Before I knew it we were already on our favorite family walk through Cohasset. Along the way we made a pit stop at Sandy Beach, and after a few minutes there, I was ready to march on. Shelling is for sissies.

I’ll admit right up front that I’m a handful. I never stop. I am on the go 110% of the time. So thank goodness I’m the most adorable loving little guy ever.

You can always count on certain things to immediately make me the happiest person on earth: clocks, a ceiling fan, letters M and N, doggie, stairs, balloons, bananas, the number 9, dancing, moon, and most of all…

My MaMa.

The week flew by quickly. Every time GiGi (Grammy’s new nick-name) and I wanted to do something we did a risk-to-reward analysis. I did not want to get sick with winter germs floating around (plus Daddy would kill me) so we made sure each activity was well worth it.

It usually was and besides, who can stay in the house all the time? Not me, and not GiGi. And the weather outside was super nice to boot.

Some of the things I checked off my Hingham to-do list were:

a) Took my first spin in a carriage at the grocery store
b) Story time at the library (choosing my own books was

much more interesting than the boring story)
c) Dinner out and a fun new toy from Barnes & Nobles with Pops
d) Two play dates (Delaney and Grayson)
e) Playtime-also-known-as-daycare at Black Rock GC

I also got a cool haircut at the local barber. Here’s before and after:

I wasn’t just luxuriating all day at Gigi and Pop Pop’s, nope, I had to earn my keep. I had to pick up the house, rake the yard, and vacuum and swiffer the floor. I loved doing it so I didn’t mind one bit. I also liked throwing the food I didn’t eat on the floor for the doggie. I bet she gained 10 pounds while I was there.

The week flew by and I even got my first taste of the one-and-only Brighams’ vanilla ice cream that I have heard incessantly about since the day I was born. Boy was it delish too; I couldn’t get enough.