Don't forget your insulin, more sweetness coming at you. Wednesday morning we left for Ypsilanti Mi.
Going over the bridge at Sarnia. That's why we didn't stop at Wheatly, Rich.
Welcome sign at the Brown's.
Nova and Calliope checking out gifts and letters from their cousins.
Floyd was kind of "meh" about visitors.
Calliope crocheting a blanket for Floyd.
Grandpa Frank performing a Tomiko mind meld on Nova.
Grasshopper coo coo cooing with Floyd.
My turn with Floyd, supervised by Mini Momma.
Quite often Floyd was the center of attention.
Cool T, a unicorn pooping skittles.
Calliope made scrambled eggs and toast for Grasshopper.
Is that a water gun?
THIS is a water gun.
Please don't shoot the camera lady.
Ten paces? I don't think so.
Water balloons.
The lawn mower needed some of GpF's TLC.
Is that the mower huffing and puffing, GpF?
Success! And it comes with a full Tomiko warranty, good 'till you reach the gate.
Man that was hot work. The boys really needed a refreshment.
Joseph and Calliope chillin'.
Calliope made a necklace and wrist band with some of Grasshopper's left over pom pom yarn.
That SUCKS! Where does it say that the apprentice has to clean and put away the tools?
Nova's turn to go to the moon.
Coming in for a safe landing.
Can we launch two?
A looky-loo.
An older old goat.
Whatcha lookin' at, chump?
Sprinkler time.
Nap time.
Saturday morning, getting ready to head back to Kitchener. Floyd is a cutie.
BUT! Skeletor is never too far away.
Testing Grasshopper's pom pom yarn blanket.
Rachel, Floyd, me and Nova, Joseph and Calliope.
Bridges on hwy 94.
On the bridge to Sarnia, looking back at the American forest.
Line up to customs.
We had planned on visiting the Queen of London. But, she has moved. She now lives in Woodstock. Nooooooo! Not this Woodstock.
More like this one.
So, from now on we will call her the Hippy Chick from Woodstock.
No, no, no, that's not her. Here she is recuperating at the from sliding her bike. She is doing great and the other good news is that Betty Boop just has a small ding in her tank.
We were going to slide over to Burgesville, but some guy said that they roll up the sidewalk on Saturdays and turn off the light.
Another old goat.
Back at the Bishop's, an uber blanket fort.
Testing some window markers that the Browns sent up. More on that at a later date.
We took off Athena's training wheels. There she goes!
Grandpa can't keep up.
I tried to give her a couple of pointers on starting on a level surface, but she said, "I don't need you anymore Grandpa". Sniff, sniff.
One proud girl.
Grasshopper, Ellia, me, Kaeden, and Athena.
Meanwhile, the population of Little Tomiko grew while we were away.
That's all folks, I'm gonna take a long walk off a short pier.
r
Dreaming of winter.
1 comment:
Loved the photos & the commentary. Frank you should be a proud grandpa ... and I'm guessing you are!!!
Glad you enjoyed your visit with your family. Thanks for showing that the Queen of London is on her way to a great recovery. Cheers ... Liz
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