After a not long enough 24 hours in Boston we headed North 2 hours to New Hampshire where we met cousins for a few days. We had no connection to the outside world in the house where we spent most of the time due to rain, but that didn't matter much because we kept busy eating, and drinking, and just being with each other. It was nice to be unplugged and forced into a pace where we were able to slow down and just be. Once the sun finally showed itself, we ventured out to a local lake-beach that was incredibly gorgeous. It had the prettiest green mountain backdrop and the clearest water. We bought tubes and floated about. The boys had so much fun wrestling through the water and swimming out to the furthest point, while logan collected rocks, swam in knee-high water, and people watched while she waited for daddy to take her out far with her older cousins. Daddy took Logan on her first canoe ride and learned that she was in fact better at rowing than he was. She was so proud of herself, and loved everything about the experience until they came crashing in to the shore and she fell back off her bench landing on the wet bottom of the boat. It's safe to say that neither of them were quite the expert they thought themselves to be. ;)
We left for home after a four night stay. We left around noon and I was greatly surprised to find that traffic wasn't as bad as I imagined it to be. We stopped a few times to stretch our legs and to get some coffee, and ice-cream. It was a Cold Stone for lunch afternoon, providing smiles for everyone, even the freshly turned 13 year old boy in the back seat that kept asking "what state are we in now?" every.fifteen.minutes. But we survived, and got home safely, refreshed, and full of dreams for our next trip.