After breakfast, Grandma took Grandpa to the airport to fly home, while she and Dillon were going to stay for the next week.
Sharing a pound of strawberries
Avonlea Jane was not happy that Uncle Dillon kept pulling up the grass. She kept yelling at him to stop: "Stop picking the grass! Stop picking it! Is that grass? Well, stop picking it." It was a very Daddy-esque moment, as he likes to point out, "If everyone picked a clump of grass, we wouldn't have any more."
On Tuesday, with clear weather, we headed south to Plymouth.
Dillon was holding hands with Avonlea Jane and walking down to the wharves, when we realized they were walking under a sign that read: Dillon & Company.
Avonlea Jane did a wonderful job asking the settlers questions like: What did you do today? What do you do for fun? Do you have any kids? What's that? What did you eat for lunch?
Someone was not a happy camper at the end of the day. Uncle Dillon said, "This is the noisiest backpack I've ever worn."
1 comment:
Avonlea Jane should be a spokesperson for the environment! I loved the video, Liv :)
And, yes, real men DO wear babies!
~Tina (from Toronto)
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