Posted on | August 11, 2011 | No Comments
Proudest Moment? The kids completing a 6-mile hike with us up to some beautiful falls in the Olympic Peninsula, Washington state. It took about 5 hours with stops, snacks, rests. Chocolate and oranges helped.
Happiest Moment: Crossing from Granville to downtown Vancouver late at night on a river taxi with Sweetpea. We’d just seen a play about Patsy Cline. The harbour was looking enchanting. I loved that my wee girl prefers to do things like this than go around museums of flight with her dad and brother.
Most Disingenuous Moment: Posing as those rich boat-owners-to-be. Sadly, we got the kids’ hopes up and Munchkin has been asking about boat living and earnestly building LEGO boats ever since. Maybe one day one will be big enough for us to live in.
Our Most Bizarre Moment: Spotting London mayor Boris Johnson in Vancouver. Hubby shouted him down with a loud “Bo-riiiis!” and we shook his hand. Poor bloke no doubt cut off his holiday early to deal with the London riots, because he was back home within a few days.
I was going to list Tastiest Moment as either a caprese salad eaten in a tiny Washington village, or Russian pastries in Seattle. But after devouring a whole bag of British chocs (and stupidly calculating the calories at more than 800 – why on earth did I even look?), I’m going to change my mind (again) and say it was (and is) the chocolate we stocked up on in Canada before we crossed the border.
“I’m glad my parents are British,” declared Sweetpea. “Because Cadbury’s chocolate is sooo much better than American.” Atta girl.
Now I feel quite sick. And since Hubby just came in and grabbed a pear to snack on, I feel guilty too.
Ah. Now he is eating a Mars Bar. Atta boy.
* Next time: The return of Ms Fix-It (can you hear me cheering?)