people, place or thing.

I think I’m finally back up and running. It took longer to disassemble and disentangle my old Dell than it did to plug in the new iMac, download Photoshop and start surfing the web. Amazing. I think I’m a believer.

(Although I really want to know why I can now only upload one image at a time on WordPress…)

So it’s time to revisit Boston. We planned this trip thinking we could check “Boston in the Fall” off of our (nonexistent) bucket list. Boston is supposed to be the place to be for Fall color, no? Well, not really. Or maybe just not this time. Guess we’ll have to go back next year to check it out again!

We arrived at the Clarks house on Caroline’s 6th birthday. That seemed pretty fitting since six years ago these girls were due within days of each other and we met Caroline the very day after she was born. It’s so hard to think about that being six years ago. It’s a day and a lifetime all wrapped into one.

After our Kikaroni and Cheese (Caroline) bounded out of Kindergarten into the waiting arms of her BFF we gathered the crew and headed to the local cupcake bar. I can forgive Boston for not producing it’s famous Fall foliage since I now know they have cupcake bars. Foliage Shmoilage. Pass me the sprinkles. (Or are they jimmies?)

It was the perfect place to sing Happy Birthday.

It was also the perfect place to let our pair of three year olds dive into their own cupcakes. Because, hey, we weren’t in charge of the mess. (My apologies to Treat…)

That evening Samantha prepared a beautiful meal for the grown ups (it’s one of her many, many gifts) and we tossed a few noodles and an economy-sized can of parm in front of the kiddos. We sealed the deal on our grown up dinner alone in the dining room by giving them strawberry milk in champagne glasses. Amazingly no one had a spill and we weren’t interrupted for the first several bites of our meal.

The thing that I treasure most about our friendship with the Clarks is that being with them just feels like coming home. In so many ways we came of age together. Together we learned what it was to be married. We navigated first jobs, first fights, first babies, and so much more. There’s something to be said for holding on to those friends who knew you when. Particularly when your traveling feet are light and your roots to any one place are weak.

Of people, place or thing, I’ll pick people every time. They are my roots. They are my home.

Love you friends.

ellen pattonOctober 19, 2011 - 8:06 pm

You are right about the Fall — it’s not as early/vibrant as usual. But cupcakes can surely make up for that as you now know!

JennyOctober 20, 2011 - 5:51 am

We are still an active duty AF family and probably will be for 11 more years so your last paragraph speaks to me…Well said, Erin!

Jessica WOctober 20, 2011 - 6:12 am

Time with friends is always time well spent!

SamanthaOctober 20, 2011 - 7:41 am

Sigh. Miss you guys. It was a great weekend, and this is a lovely post.

SamanthaOctober 20, 2011 - 7:46 am

RENEE – I just saw your comment on a previous post about the girls’ dresses. They are actually both Caroline’s. The one Sarah is wearing is from Tea and Caroline’s is mini boden. We have tons of stuff from both and I think both companies make the best every-day clothes for kids on the market, hands down. 🙂

Hope you see this!

Heather MayberryOctober 20, 2011 - 8:20 am

So glad you went Mac. If you have any questions, let me know. We turned into Mac people 3 years ago and never looked back. I love your friendship stories. So awesome that your friends are like family. That is specialness that not everyone will experience in their lifetime.

Doris D.October 21, 2011 - 3:04 pm

I too just joined the Mac world and the learning curve gets better every day. I love it.
Your visit to American Girl was so special. Treasure every minute. They grow up so fast.

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