The night before my big blogger trip to Boston, I busted out the Crest White Strips as if the next day were my wedding.
Justin helped me finish up some swag to take on my trip while Pandora played in the background.
I wasn't nervous, but rather, giddy knowing that the next day held a grand possibility for some amazing friendships.
And here's how it all went down...
Friday night called for babies in footed pajamas and an evening in at our spacious villa.
Bridget's Parker makes an excellent pajama model.
We talked and ate and drank and laughed until late in the night.
We got all dressed up on Saturday morning for a downtown Boston adventure.
Shannon and Behr proved to be resilient city folk and Westley took his first train ride.
Bridget and Elizabeth rocking emo hipster eyewear.
We parked it downtown for a delicious lunch.
I am wholly impressed that mamas can eat while doing song and dance
and a host of other entertainment for babies and still be able to say,
That burger was really good or That pizza is super tastey.
I think it's a learned talent and they've got it mastered.
I love that both Candis and I are rocking the wide-open-mouth smile.
Seeing Bridget and Elizabeth's reflection makes me happy. We must have lost Shannon at this point.
I'm surprised Boston didn't crumble from the weight of sheer awesomeness of these beautiful women.
In line for Pinkberry with E and EE.
Natalie joined us for a sweet treat. She is quite lovely.
My only regret was that our visit was so short.
The babes were getting sleepy so we decided to take it back to our home for the weekend.
Here's the view again from our sunporch if you missed it yesterday.
Candis did a fantastic job finding this dreamy rental for us.
Pretty mamas and babies spinning stories through the night once more.
Everett being all sugary sweet and drooly for Auntie M's camera.
EE and Westley making plans for the next trip.
I think they are saying, Dude, we should totally get our own room next time.
I love this lady.
Candis and W were my roomies at the villa.
We would whisper like school girls after lights out.
I loooved hearing Westley's little baby sighs and coos as I went off to sleep.
Possibly the sweetest sounds I've ever heard.
So what was my favorite part of the weekend?
Seeing Boston? Talking blog shoptalk? Dressing to impress?
These women are real. They have hopes and dreams for the future.
They have family drama and mothers-in-law and worries.
We laughed together and we cried together and we dreamed together.
And that was my favorite part.
Sitting on a red couch in a villa in Boston becoming real friends with some of the most amazing women I know.
And it's not over. Elizabeth and I decided to stay an extra day. So the story continues...