On our second day, we got to meet up with a the family of a wonderful friend I made through my birth board. Janette and her husband have twin sons, Charlie and Sam. Madelyn, who was going through a
Fynnie loved them. Couldn't get enough! And if someone happened to, you know, touch her? Fabulous.
Later that evening we went to a park near the home of my brother-in-law and his fiancee. It was like the United Nations park. From what I saw and heard, I think there was a very good chance we were the only people born in America. A huge group of Africans played soccer, while their children played with Mad. We saw people dressed in traditional garb from at least three places in Asia. It was beautiful.
Fynnie contemplates her earlier meltdowns after seeing children from many nations come together for fun and frivolity.
Oh, wait. I'm pretty sure these women are originally from here. They were very patient and tolerant when Madelyn decided to join their game of bocce ball. They even let her throw the ball.
Sticking with a theme that lasted from the start of our vacation until after our Chinese exchange students (more on them later!) left, Mad melted down when she was forced to
realize that we don't actually know these bocce ball playing people do something that was outside her master plan.
The next morning before we left, Uncle Matt made the most amazing banana berry oatmeal. Mad would have loved it. If Uncle Matt hadn't given her some of the homemade peach ice cream he and Sarah had made the night before, she might have tried it.
In a pure sign of brotherly love, Matt and Sarah let us crash at their new place. By new, I mean the movers arrived from Boston with their belongings about 30 hours before we showed up.