Boston has this special holiday, Evacuation Day. I can't even be bothered to find out why we're evacuating - snow, floods, the British, come to take their revenge? All I know is that every Spring, the schools are closed for no good reason.
This year, we took it as an opportunity to go to Drumlin Farm. The sun bothered to come out, so we had our official First Hats Day.
Lots of animals were making their first appearance as well.
This fella had been around for days, but we did see some twin lambs that were only several hours old.
I'm trying to build up the girls' endurance, so I marched them around some fields. They did not thank me.
Frances ran off in protest (yay, endurance-building; mom wins!), so I took Chandler's picture for a bit.
When Frances returned, the girls practiced their cowgirl skills. Frances has it down. Hi-ho, Silver!
Look at this beauty!
I'd say this box of dirt is the girls' favorite part. They can contentedly shovel dirt from one place to another for a long, long time. I bring a book to pass the time. I wonder if our condo-mates at home would mind a big box of dirt in the garden.
Eventually, we had to go home. One more stop at the big logs, before I dragged them away.
Not a bad Evacuation Day afterall.
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