It has been such a great weekend! Karsten, Diana and baby Lucy arrived late Friday afternoon. It was neat to see how much Lucy had grown and changed since the last time I saw her. She now smiles and "talks" and blows endless bubbles.
Of course, being only two and a half months old she had no clue she was the star attraction over the weekend. She had aunts and uncles driving many miles to come spend some time with her, and the ones who couldn't be here Skyped with her on Sunday. Kellen and Anita drove out from Vancouver on Saturday.
Alexandra and David drove down from Kamloops on Sunday.
Grandpa had Fergus and Jenny nearby to make sure he was holding Lucy the right way.
Lucy is going to be an outdoors kind of girl. She loved her time out on the porch while we had tea on Saturday afternoon. It was fun to see the Babies and Bears sweater on her. It's a perfect fit!
She also went hiking with us up Teapot Hill, and loved being at the beach while we were kayaking.
Monday I wanted to show Karsten and Diana how close we are to the US border, so we went for a drive. The fall colours were spectacular. You can see the cut out place in the trees on the hill that mark the Canada/US border, and how the road goes right along the border.
As the road wound north again we went through farmland interspersed with land marked with No Trespassing signs, posted by the Ministry of National Defence. It seemed rather odd. There used to be a military base in nearby Chilliwack, so they must have used this area for training. One of the No Trespassing spots had an old orchard on it, and since there is almost nothing more alluring than doing exactly what you are told not to do, we naturally found a gap in the barbed wire fence and went in to pick some fruit.
I have to say, things have changed a bit since my kids were babies. Lucy has this amazing swing that has different speeds, and plays sounds ranging from an owl hooting to crickets chirping to classical music. We used to have a rickety yellow contraption called a Swing-o-matic. It operated on human power instead of electricity. When you wound it up it made such a horrible noise it would startle the baby, which would then make the baby cry. If you wound it all the way up you could maybe get fifteen minutes of swing time out of the thing, and the first five minutes of that were taken up with calming the baby who had been scared out of its wits by the wind up process. Once the baby stopped screaming you then had to face ten minutes of a click-click-click-click sound that was almost as bad as the crying baby. There's something to be said for progress. The yellow sweater Lucy is wearing in this picture is the one Jay's mom knit for Karsten when he was a baby.
I'm so happy to be living close enough that I can easily pop over to Victoria next month and visit them. I was also happy to see this weekend that living in a place that is geographically centred between where our kids live worked out so well in terms of everyone being able to visit. Now we just need to get Rebekah and Anton back on the north side of that boundary line in my picture!