We went to Connecticut over Memorial Day weekend. It was a sentimental visit, because Sean's parents recently sold their house, so this was the last gathering of the family at the home where Sean and his brother grew up. I have fond memories of the house, too, because when I first moved to New York and was looking for a job, Sean and his family invited me to come stay with them for a week. Sean and I had developed an interest in one another earlier that summer while we were still in Ithaca, but because we'd been good friends for so long we were both too scared to share our feelings in case it messed up our friendship. It was during that week that I visited Sean in CT that we decided to take a chance on being more than friends. And look at us now - married almost four years, and we've got a baby! Sometimes I still think it's kind of crazy that I married my best friend - who would have thought when we first met each other freshman year?
It was V's first visit to CT, and she was totally enamored with all of the plant life, especially the grass - she kept trying to get her face as close to the ground as possible and seemed to enjoy standing in the grass (but sitting, not so much - too ticklish, maybe?). I guess that living in the city, she doesn't get to hang out on grass all that much, which is kind of sad. V also seemed to respond very well to the fresh air and all of the quiet - she passed out for a solid ten hours all of the nights we were there - it was awesome. Maybe she is a country mouse at heart.
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