Well, at least the weather was more promising. Was I worried about Matthew falling into the ocean? Does a bear....nevermind.
He got to meet Theodore. Then he wondered why Theodore was not pulling boats. "Shouldn't he be working?" I wonder if my brother has had an influence on him. 
The backyard of our new house. Picture taken while being called a "Dirty Rascal" by the King himself.
While filling in time, Matthew and I went to a science centre. There was a fantastic Lego display. Matthew got to sit in (and "drive") this car made ENTIRELY out of Lego.
You have no idea how excited I was to see how excited my son was in science. I keep telling my kids I'll be happy whatever career path they choose (except if they choose UFC), but I really would love it if one of them wanted to do something scientific.
Like learn about Bernouli's Principles.
Like learn about Bernouli's Principles.
Or want to learn about things microscopic.
I guess the Macro is okay, too.
Okay, so I digress. We had a great time. At the end of the trip, we went out for dinner, then for a walk along the harbour. (Read: hAAAARBer). I wanted to take Matthew's picture incessantly, so he decided it was his turn to try. This is his first attempt:
All he had to do was turn the camera around to get this shot. Note, Rob and I are killing ourselves laughing at the first attempt.
We had a great trip. We're excited to go, but a little sad to leave. Hopefully now that the house is sold, I'll be able to work a little harder on the blog. For you, faithful reader (did I steal that from Stephen King? Do you think he's got copyright?).
The people seem really nice so far. They like beer. 'Nuff said.
I took Matthew out to visit Rob (who's already out there, missing his family like crazy). It was his first time on a plane. Of course, the first thing he had to check out was the bathroom at the airport. Is this just a male thing, or a 4.5 year-old thing?
Then he saw the airplanes.
