School rite of passage

This morning, Nicklas left for a 3 day/2 night trip to a winter camp with his grade 5 class. This trip, which has been going on for years and years, is a kind of ritual or rite of passage for the children at our school and they remember it fondly for years after. Even last night, Alexander was giving his younger brother tips about the camp, obviously having really enjoyed his experience. Most of his advice was based on the food served, some about the rooms and the rest about the winter sports and activities... you know, the important stuff ;) We spent the evening packing up his gear; I got the clothing/supplies together and Nicklas, very seriously, checked off each item as they went into the backpack.

As much as it is always strange when the boys are not at home, I am excited for Nicklas and hoping he has the time of his life! Have fun, my love!! xox

Wishing you all a great day! Especially the teachers who are taking children on such a great adventure!

All excited to go!

The road

This afternoon, I drove to Ontario (the next province over) to toast to the life of my dear friend's father. He suddenly and sadly passed away last weekend. The words and toasts honoring him were lovely. Many stories were shared and he will be greatly missed!
The weather for the drive was beautiful, although it was kind of a strange trip. Firstly, it is always awkward to say goodbye... and, secondly, it was way too peaceful in the car. I am not used to driving without fighting going on in the backseat!
Wishing you all a peaceful Saturday evening....