The Rest of our Time in Ontario

 This here, is Ella Joy, and she and Norah share the exact same birthday! She's got a mouthful o' teeth and even more sweetness.

 Riding down Nana and Pake's hill on the toy car

 Auntie Kelly and Uncle Geordi's garden

 The farm

 Uncle Geordie had seen baby bunnies in a hole in one field so we tried ot check 'em out but they had moved on. Also, Norah looks like she's made out of marshmallows here.

 Wayne's 2nd cousins, Siska and Andy's new store! (they converted the barn at the back of their property. Siska makes lots of things and the majority of items are Andy's concrete sculptures. They're pretty incredible)

 Andy makes his own concrete and then dyes (not paints) each statue

 Siska made this mirror and Andy made the sculpture

 And no surprise that they have one of the most beautiful gardens/properties I have ever seen in my entire life.

 Oh yeah, and Andy made this entire glass gazebo

 Annnd, yes, Andy also made these stones (meant to look like cuts of a tree trunk) out of concrete.

 Dinner at Jer, Lara and little Isaiah's place. Man, do we love this little family. Soon to be a family of four.

 Searching for crickets out back

 Shalom Manor in Grimsby for Oma Feddema's 80th birthday party!

 Southern Ontario, from the car

 She might be a country girl

 She loves going with Nana to check the mail

 Out in Nana and Pake's camper. It's pretty sweet. Full bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, table and room to sleep 4 other adults...(plus a flat screen tv). No wonder they can live in this thing for 5 weeks in Florida every year. It might even be nicer than our apartment in Dublin. (Well at least we have the same size fridge and freezer)

 Watching baseball in Pake's chair

 Oma Dykstra, watching Wilma and Norah play. Three generations of Dykstra women in one yard.

 Uncle Nick (Wayne's brother) and Norah

 Mom Dykstra and Oma Dykstra

 Yep, shuckin' corn in the country (and lovin' it) - until a bee flies near my face and I freak out.

 Ugh...gorgeous

 Oh how we love this woman, doing our endless laundry and providing such beautiful photo-ops. haha! =) This is motherly love.

 Leaving Toronto (our wedding anniversary dinner). It was actually pretty good.

 Toronto

 And then this. Well, after paying an obscene amount of money for our 2 year old's plane ticket (already should be illegal) - we arrive at our seats to find... no seat. I found a flight attendant and said, "Um, excuse me, I think we might be missing a flotation device" and she goes "haha! Are you a flight attendant?" and I said "No, but seriously, we're not taking off until we have a seat cushion". Twenty minutes later, they brought one and we tried not to think about why exactly they needed to remove it.

 We were the first row behind first class where they had their space-age, opulent, upper-class, shoe-rest-including, full-bed-reclining, "seats". We kept joking that maybe they took Norah's seat cushion so that a flight attendant could hold it in front of a first class customer who wanted to rest their head. =) They even provided them warm SOCKS to wear while they slept! What?! Not to mention, when we were still waiting for Norah's seat cushion, (while everyone was boarding) they were already serving mimosas with warm towels! Ohh, the jealousy we felt but I tried not to curse them. =)

This is one method in our long-flight-bag-of-tricks - a coloring book with a dry erase marker. Works wonders.