This is as early as I’ve been up in a long time: it’s 6:20 a.m. and I’ve preemptively fallen out of bed in anticipation of Dad waking me up in 10 minutes. He’s driving Oliver and I to the airport this morning for our return flight to Charlottetown.
This has been a very short visit — too short really — but I’m glad we came, as it was nice to see Mom and Dad and Mike and Karen and Joe before Christmas. Catherine, from all reports, has completely renovated the house in our absence, which is pretty well par for the course when she’s left without the need to shepherd Oliver and I through our daily lives.
All systems willing, we’ll be back on PEI by 1:00 p.m.
Afterthought: isn’t there a song that has the words “back to Ontario” in it? Or maybe I’m just thinking of that kid’s rhyme that we used to sing on the school bus that started “They say you’re in the army…”.