Family tradition

The Last leg of our flight home after a great month in SLC... STILL SMILING.
O.K. I can't help the biast opinion, this is the cutest 2 year old I know!!! The elephant's not half bad either.

In the same breath, this is the cutest 3 month old on the planet.

Ah, here we are, the whole family at the boat show enjoying a day of make-believe. :)

Look, it's Kaitlyn with Duma the waterskiing dog. She was seriously impressed.

We had such a great time in SL this Christmas and got to do everything we hoped to. We made some great memories and even ended on a good note for the ride home. I will not deny the charges laid against me by my one and only little brother... I have no excuse... well, maybe I can blame my fore-bearers. I think it was "below the belt" (in more ways than one) for James to mention it-what about my lady-like image? I ask you. Now a word from my sponsor...

Yesterday morning, Mary and I set out determined to uphold a long standing family tradition of attending the annual boat and outdoor recreation show. This year took us to Toronto Canada and I must say that we were not disappointed. Owing to the plentiful and large bodies of water there was an assortment of massive cruisers and also our favorite lines of competetion wakeboard and waterski boats. Kaitlyn was like a kid in a candy store with all the lights, color and dautingly massive yachts that each had their fair share of interesting buttons and spiral stairs to play on. Her favorite trick was to turn off the lights on everyone inside or lock herself in the head (means bathroom for you non-boaters, or washroom if you are in Canada). We enjoyed the indoor wakeboard show that was on a giant hockey rink filled with water like a swimming pool with rails and ramps for the riders to launch from. Lots of Ooo's and claps from Kaitlyn made it all the more enjoyable. Her favorite however was the waterskiing beagle from Chicago who nicely posed for a photo with Kait on his board. Liza just mostly slept and barfed all day. After 6 1/2 hours of carting around kids all over the show we headed for home. Winter in this part Canada from Toronto to just north of London is brutal due to the snow belt. We ended up driving through a storm on our way home so our 2 hour drive turned into a 4 hour drive. We stopped for dinner only to have our eldest decide that she wanted no more driving in the snow storm and decided to cry to the point of losing the Wendy's dinner she had eaten an hour before all over the car. When she wasn't crying the other one would start in, I think it was just to fill the peaceful silence. So we had dirty pants and pukyface that were tag teaming the parents the last 90 miniutes of the drive. All said and done we would do it again for the Boat Show. Sick, but true... it was that fun... and memorable.