R's mom flew back to Calgary today, after helping us out for 9 days. It was wonderful to have her here, because she took on the lion's share of chores and other tasks around the house. R was able to relax and take it easy and I was able to focus on taking care of Scott and blogging -- two important priorities. Hopefully, now that she's gone I'll still be able to manage both.
On the way home from the airport early this morning I noticed a hot air balloon high in the sky. It made me wonder, "do airplanes ever run into hot air balloons?"The answer is yes.
Yesterday's walk was at the Arboretum, which is a part of the Central Experimental Farm. It is an area on the south shore of Dows Lake (see previous post), which has been planted with hundreds of beautiful trees, each of them dedicated to the memory of an individual. Most of the people who we saw were there to walk their dogs, but we also saw several strollers.
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Grandma had a lot of fun and knows Baby Scott is in very good hands with you two. Which brings up a thought. I'm happy being called Grandma or Grandma Melchin or whatever nickname Scott comes up with that's easy to pronounce. I know with our other grandchildren we are Grandma and Grandpa (although Alesandra got confused and Granpa was called Paga for a long time.) The other set of grandparents of Alesandra are mame and pape (I don't know the French spelling at all). Guess all kids figure out who both sets of grandparents are whether they're all grandpa and grandma or different names. Helen
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