They picked me and the kidlets up (Rod stayed home so that he could work on the ongoing house renovations in peace)and we all piled in the van and headed up to Ottawa. The hotel suite was *lovely* with a kitchen, sitting area and dining room, two bathrooms and two bedrooms. The food was delicious. The time to spend together was much-appreciated. Sadly, the weather was less than cooperative: after a week of sunshine, the clouds and rain had had enough, and it rained the entire trip. Even so, we made the best of it. We weathered the weather (or tried to), but in the end we were as drenched and droopy as the tulips we went to see.
Some other highlights included:
-Getting to see my Cousin John and his lovely wife: always a good time. They were less droopy than the tulips.
-Watching G eat his French fries and French toast at the restaurant: First, dip in ketchup. Then, dip in maple syrup. Then, dip in blueberry compote. Eat.
-Watching (from the rear) the parade that was us coming out of the hotel: Cousin John the Gimp on his fully-braced leg and crutches. My elderly, matronly oma. G in his bright yellow boots strutting along. My dad, loaded to the gills with all of our luggage. Me, carrying N and all of her belongings.
-Hearing G refer to the parliament buildings as "a castle."
-Starting the day with a dip in the hot tub and pool.
-Seeing G in his Superman bathing suit.
-Seeing my oma interact with her great-grandchildren.
-Running into a RUC alumnus in the church nursery.
-Seeing my husband again.
Cold, wet, and still smiling. G was fascinated by the fire and the water and the pennies for his piggy bank. N wasn't sure what all the fuss was about, or why we bothered going out.
Four generations
G and his daddy. So happy together.
Thanks, Mom and Dad for a lovely weekend away.
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