A quick visit to Grandmas house while Papa was finishing up his ordination courses in Oakville.
We of course went for fries under the bridge.
Then we fed a good portion of the fries to the seagulls for the pleasure of hearing The Boy squeal "WHATSTHAT" every time a bird dive bombed his head.
Then The Girl and Grandma blew bubbles and...
The boy ate some rocks.
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