King of The Skittles....

We left Petawawa bright and early this morning. I thought the kids might be a little blue about leaving Pet for the last time, but they never said a word. In fact, they were good as gold all day. Today was the longest part of our journey, seven hours to Uncle Gerry and Aunt Pat's house in London. We've been back in Ontario for four years, and haven't managed to visit them once, which is terrible. Every time we had a weekend planned, Dan ended up being away for work. We figured as we were driving right through London, we could finally get a visit in. Katherine has been saying for weeks this was the only part of the move she was looking forward to. I think that might have something to do with the fact Uncle Gerry is known for his stash of Skittles. And of course, the Skittle King did not disappoint, there was a large stash waiting for each of them when we arrived. And of course, he may have also had some cold beers waiting for Dan. We had a fantastic visit with them. We spent the afternoon visiting and catching up. And of course, Pat fed us one of her famously wonderful meals! We were so glad Geoff and John were able to come see us. And we finally got to meet Geoff's girlfriend Mehvish. What a sweety. The only downside of the day was the Penguins loss to the Red Wings, Connor was not amused. You'll be happy to know there were no tears today (from me or the kids). Hopefully the rest of the trip goes as well. Fingers crossed!

"Life isn't all beer and skittles, but beer and skittles, or something better of the same sort, must form a good part of every Englishman's education." - Thomas J Watson Sr.