We’re Off! Off across the border. Off to Canada’s Georgian Bay. Off to see cousins. Off to a week on a lake.
And then we came to a stop.
Traffic in Toronto was backed up, so we just took an exit. The Hunni figured if we weren’t going anywhere we might as well stop for gas. . .
. . .and rootbeer floats.
As we were entering the restaurant, I said, “Hey, Look! There is a picture of me on the window!”
And Baseball Boy said, “You look cute in your orange sweater.”
And so I gave him a kick to the seat of his pants. He is taking after his father too early.
Now this Little Man has grown up since last summer.
Loaded down with root bear floats, we didn’t mind sitting in Toronto traffic.
We had the best time with my cousin Will and Sue.
Eloise drove a boat.
Cousin caught up.
Little Man fished.
Scout knee boarded.
Little Man fished some more.
Everyone applied sunscreen.
Everyone water skied, or knee boarded, or inner tubed, or wake boarded.
Everyone wiped out.
Everyone had fun.
Everyone played hard.
Everyone ate well.
Thanks so much Will and Sue for sharing the cottage, your kids, and your company.
We left the cottage looking like drowned river rats, but we had the best time.
And we even saw a bear.
But even more surprising, we saw The Hunni’s sister and family who were vacationing a couple of lakes over. (They live in Oregon, so this was a distant meeting!) Unfortunately, they arrived the day we pulled out, so we only visited for a little over an hour, and I forgot to take photos.
(Our daughters. I hope this is the beginning of their friendship.)
A quick stop at my good friend Anonymous Carol’s place. . .
And we headed back to the U.S.A.