Wednesday, October 7, 2009
From Far and Wide.
I love Canada. It just has a something about it.
Getting here was the easiest journey I have ever undertaken. Our flight was quiet - so they very sweetly let me bring the baby on in her car seat. She slept the entire way.
The husband and six year old had their own row so I was able to have a cocktail and read a magazine. The bag of baby occupying tricks lay abandoned on the empty seat next to me.
Bliss. It really is the little things.
Our drive from the airport into Vancouver was stunning. Snow capped mountains in panorama.
The children obliged us again by listening quietly to Charlotte's Web on CD.
The Grandparents were standing outside the rental house waving as we pulled up and the six year old leapt from the (still moving?) car into Grandad's arms. I got 'something' in my eye again.
The rental house is fabulous. I have an obsession with bathrooms, mostly based on ratio.
There are four. The house itself is new, large and comfortable. Couple that with an incredible location. I am a VERY happy camper.
I have barely seen the kids. They are attached to the Grandparents at all times. One Grandparent is actually honorary. She is the dear friend of Grandad. We are all delighted she is here. It's lovely (and relaxing) to watch the six year old stroll past me in pursuit of her new favorite play pals.
The baby is also feeling the Canada vibe. She has been sleeping through the night and until 8am. I hesitate to say it out loud - it's like a little miracle.
When she wakes she is cheerful and has been entertaining the greater Vancouver public with her gummy smile and determined swagger.
She has walked miles, eaten unusual NAK! with gusto and is generally delightful.
The six year old has established herself as a fervent shopper. She has some holiday spending money but is struggling with the concept of spreading her purchases out over the week. She's like a kid in a candy shop. Wait she is a kid in a candy shop. Ahh, perhaps that's why my parental logic is falling on deaf ears.
The shops are calling us.......
Note: Picture is of Capilano Suspension Bridge, which we walked across yesterday.