Our transition from the Cape included a stay in Boston.

Boston is best experienced on-foot and with a tour guide dressed as Dorothy Quincy Hancock.

The next picture is for Andrea. (Edmund loved the Westin).

 Okay, fun's over. Back to the muggy wall of heat - we walked out of the Minneapolis airport and I felt like someone wrapped me in 100 electric blankets.

... remember when I told you about this?? I don't know  a lot but I do know that this belly is full of kittens. They are due in a few days - and I swear to God, if any of you take one home - I will repay you in strange and creative ways.

One more thing: The pile of mail, collected by Jen, contained this:

It might be the best piece of mail I have ever received.