By definition, a "pilgrimage" is a journey or search of great moral or spiritual significance...and that was precisely what our trip to Boston was. Kreg, Grammie Lita, and I packed up the three babies and all that goes with them (which is quite a lot) and headed up route 91 to visit the Great Grandparents. We departed at 7pm (bedtime) and arrived around 2 am to find Hazel and Alton wide awake and waiting for us. It was quite an experience for everyone. Though the second night brought little sleep since the babies where in a different place, Hazel still managed to have meals on the table and brownies for everyone...she's amazing. Alton got to hold all three babies (including his own little "Alton Jones") and Kreg fully enjoyed introducing Alton, Baxter, & Charlotte to his beloved Grandparents. It was so very special.
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