Our Trip to Nantucket

It was September 18th and it was time to head to Nantucket. Brian's co-worker Suzanne was getting married so we decided to make it a family trip especially after Grandma agreed to go. After a lot of planning, we decided to take the ferry out of Hyannis to Nantucket. The ferry we took is the boat in the background of the picture below. Connor and Garrett were so excited because they love adventure. As you can see, we had to be very hands on to make sure they didn't lean too far over the dock. They were obsessed with a duck that entertained them by swimming up and down past them. Let's just say the ferry trip didn't go as planned.

We boarded the ferry and thought it would be nice to sit out back on the second level. We got up there and I put Garrett down in one of the seats. This is where I learned a very valuable lesson - always feel a seat before placing your children in them. The seats were made of mesh so they looked perfectly innocent, however, the seat was soaking wet. As soon as I sat Garrett down, he said "Mama wet, mama wet." I picked him up to see his entire back side soaked - so badly that I couldn't leave him in his jeans. So we pulled his jeans off and put them in the sun to try to dry them a little. Daddy came to the rescue by stripping off his sweater and wrapping it around Garrett's legs. Obviously, I had packed lots of clothes but they were safely stored in the ships cargo area at this time. So at this point, we have already made quite the scene but we kept a low profile so it was okay.

The ferry began its trip and this is when it gets really interesting. As we set out across the water, a mate comes around the back of the boat warning people that if you stay outside you are going to get soaked. Apparently, the seas were extremely rough but we didn't know that before getting on the ferry. So, we relocate ourselves to the bottom deck and get a perfect seat looking out at the water in the front. The ferry is rocking back and forth and I start to feel queasy. Poor Garrett is laying on the seat and suddenly looks up at Grandma and says "puke." I pick him up as fast as I can and get him to a nearby garbage can. Garrett proceeds to get sick and manages to get everything into the garbage can, while I can barely keep my footing because the boat is rocking so badly. So, let me paint you a picture - My poor baby is puking in a garbage can with no pants on but wrapped in a sweater. Not a good day! After he is done getting sick, I think the best thing for him and myself is some fresh air so I bring up to the second level. The outdoor portion looks like it is experiencing torrential downpours so we sit right inside the door that leads to the outdoors. I cradle Garrett as much as I can and I think he manages to fall asleep for a few minutes. All I can say is that land couldn't come soon enough. As soon as we set foot on land and they each had a lollipop, the boys were absolutely fine and ready to have some fun on Nantucket. On a positive note, Connor and Grandma seem to have great sea legs so I think Grandpa will try to get them both fishing with him. (By posting this story, I just want to prove that not only do I tell our high points but I am pretty open about our low points as well).

We stayed in cute little cottages along the water right in the heart of town. The boys loved the hotel and thought it was so fun to have two levels and to have a deck looking out over the water. When they woke up Saturday morning, they headed right for the deck and thought it would be fun to feed the ducks.
Before we knew what was happening, the entire duck population of Nantucket was outside our cottage. The kids loved it.

We headed off to town for some breakfast where we had some fantastic pancakes and of course, the boys were raring to go - right after they gave each other a hug.
Well, we were looking for the playground but I ended up walking us all the way to the lighthouse which turned out to be beautiful.

I don't know about you but I love this picture - I might even get it blown up and use it in our house somewhere.

As you can see the lighthouse was surrounded by rocks and we all took advantage by doing a little climbing.

Since it was really windy at the lighthouse, we decided to try to find the playground again. The boys had a blast.

There was even a stage area where the boys put on a show for Grandma, Daddy and I. They sang and danced their hearts out. We went back to the cottages and the boys were put to bed. Brian and I then went off to the wedding and the boys had pizza night with Grandma in the cottage.

We really enjoyed this trip and were so thankful we all got to spend some quality family time together. Thank you Grandma! Oh by the way, the ferry ride home was smooth sailing and uneventful.