I have some fond memories of being there when I was Lauren's age, but found the city is a bit harder to navigate with a small child. They don't like brewery tours, double-decker bus tours, history, boats, the smell of the ocean, Red Sox games, fine dining, or in Lauren's case...walking. How did my parents do it?
Boston Tea Party Museum.
Of course we couldn't go in because Lauren thought the greeter dressed up as Paul Revere was a pirate, but you get the idea.
So we made a deal with Lauren that if we went to the Boston Aquarium and the Children's Museum that she MUST behave at any/all restaurants we took her too.
You get your fish.
We get ours.