We skipped the museum in favor of the Cambridge Brewing Company for lunch. A., mysteriously, decided to stay awake, so we all had a very enjoyable lunch outside. I got the Mediterranean plate and a side salad. It was all excellent, the chickpea fritters remarkably so. Okay, I lie. The tabbouleh suffered from excessive lack of parsley. It was almost as if they'd forgotten to put any in at all.
T. spent the day with B. and B. and got a very short haircut. When he came home, we rode around on bikes for a bit. There has been a really huge new bit of vernal wet on Tuttle -- about a half acre in size on parts of three lots (2 on Tuttle and one on the next street over) and probably a foot or more deep. Today, there was a big pump running and a big hose sucking the water from the wet out to the street where it ran down a few yards into two storm drains. Riding up that bit of Tuttle was a little exciting.
Eventually, we took a break and went to Julie's Place. We were still riding our bikes, and it was dusk, so by the time we finished eating, it was full dark. I got out an LED flashlight I keep in my purse and held it by the handlebars on my bike; it was enough to keep T. headed in the right direction and out of most trouble -- only a _little_ adventurous.