We're back

Hello all,

My goodness, over a month since I've last posted. Slap on wrist.

During that time we were away for two weeks, I was having problems logging in and then feeling under the weather for about a week, but none the less also some lethargy.

We had a great time in the UK. We flew into Glasgow and met Pat and John, only to have to wait for two hours for the luggage to get unloaded off the plane. Then a drive across country to a nice little cottage about 1/2 hour from St. Andrews. We spent most of the time up there visiting friends and relatives. The high-light for me was introducing Fin to his Great-Granny. I'm not convinced she new who we were all the times we were there, but she was certainly taken with him, reaching out for him, giving him cuddles and kisses. We got some nice photos of the two of them and some lovely video footage that I will treasure, even if the two of them don't remember their meeting.

From Scotland we drove down to Northampton and had a busy couple of days at a wedding in London. Both sets of parents babysat. My folks come over a bit early for their holidays as we got Fin christened on the Sunday. He was really good but the service was a bit long for him and he had a serious melt down just as we had to get up in front of the congregation. He then proceeded to destroy the flower arrangement by the bird bath, but it kept him from screaming so we let him pluck petals and by the time the vicar was finished there was a nice pile of confetti at our feet.

Grandma Patricia put on a lovely reception, with enough meat pies to feed an army. It was nice because we got to visit with folks there which freed up the rest of the week to just relax and visit with Pat and John without racing around. We went to the park a few times and fed the ducks and Fin went on a swing for the first time. He absolutely loved it! He laughed up a storm the whole time. We've since found a playground close to home, that has a swing he fits in. He still enjoys it just as much.

He did so well flying as well. On the fight over he had a few fits but slept for about four hours and then from Manchester to Glasgow slept the whole way. On the way back he didn't sleep as much but was as good as gold and only cried for about the last twenty minutes. He charmed everyone. When we were queuing to get through customs at least twenty people came up and said how well he did and what a delightful child he was. We even had people take him and play with him for a portion of time while we were grounded in Winnipeg. Needless to say his parents were very proud of him.

He's just woken from his nap so I'll fill you in later about what we've been up to since we've been back. Including new teeth.