Fun. And Friends.

We made an airport drop-off yesterday afternoon. For a couple of faraway friends, who honoured us with the pleasure of their company over breakfast.

The comments from the girls in the back seat on our way home from YVR...

• "Wow. They gave us so much stuff. Did they, like... like us, or somethin'?"
• "Seriously, Mom. They're like the coolest. Everrrr."
• "I really like them. Auntie Sheryl and Uncle... um... whats-his-name-again?"
• "Can we please go see them at their house? Pluh-eeeese?"

And here's a picture of "the coolest" Name and No-Name in the girls' world.

We think you're pretty cool too.

Seriously. Thanks for slotting us into your vacation time. It was such a treat to catch up with you after what has been way too long.

The recipe book is totally fascinating, and has claimed much of our attention over the last few hours. Last night we baked some brownies, and today we made these.

Smile...!

Thanks again for the many ways you blessed us in the space of a few hours. Old friends are the best friends. Always the same. Never change.

In my best Newfie accent... thanks for coming to where we're to, to see wadda we at!

And subsequent to applauding the honorary couple from the back seat, Miss K... being her frugal self... quietly did a mental calculation.

Then she spouted a running tally of exactly how much Mr No-Name happened to spend on her.

If you need written documentation, I'm sure she'd be be happy to oblige!