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I'm running behind .... again. Not for lack of want, rather its time, energy and perhaps sobriety. So this is going to be a big one; a story in pictures if I may. My sister and Aidan left very early this morning and the loss is huge. In Kate's words this morning, "why do people go away like that?" Unfortunately Kate, it was us who went away, nearly three years ago now. The up side, if we lived in the same city the kids wouldn't have the time intensive stays that they do now. And we may have more times together but I doubt we would know each other and our habits nearly as well.

Aidan is a dear cousin. With four years between him and Kate and nearly six between him and Elliott, he is very kind, generous and patient. On our second last day together (a particularly gruelling one for me), Aidan did confide to me, "Aunty you know the kind of cousins I hate? The kind that don't stop crying." Though hate is a strong word, I hear you little nephew, I had a bit of a hate on for them at that point too. With that said, I want to say a big thank you to Aidan. Thank you for indulging them as many times as you did. You brought out a lovely maturity in Kate these last weeks. And Uncle Cody and I loved getting a sense of who you are fast becoming. We love you Aidan and your Mommy and Daddy. Thank you again for devoting so much of your vacation time to us.

So let's recap...

 Uncle Norm driving our very BIG rig over the BIG bridge.

One gorgeous beach of PEI.

The Dupuis' walk at Twin Shores while I attempt to get two little kids to sleep.

 One kid down and one eating smores; I averaged a little higher in Uni but who's counting.

Simply sweet PEI attractions.

Bless you Steve Jobs and our road trip saviour, the ipad.

 Driveway Olympics.

Good ol' Maritime crafts.

Sticking together.

 More arts and crafts.

 Crowded pool time.

The best shot we could get of the three hooligans.

Tossing rocks at the Hopewell rocks. Note - this is moments before a double Jorgensen meltdown.

Drinks with the ladies.

 Butterfly world.

The balls at the boardwalk.

Downtime. Who's that handsome man in the Snuggly? Is that what they're called?

All friends and family be on notice, we're fresh out of scheduled visitors and looking to recruit. Fresh towels, soap and air conditioned room now available. Think about it.

Love you all. CAKE