in the morning kitchen

My son Forrest, his wife Manon, and their 3-month old baby Arthur (my grandson! I love saying it…) are here for a week, along with Arthur’s Aunty Angie from Victoria. This morning I came into the kitchen and saw this little scene which tugged at my heart:

morning familyAnd then later, that sleeping baby woke:

stretched out on my grandma's big rocking chairRight now, he’s in a carrier, walking the Hallowell loop with his father and his grandfather while the rest of us make preparations for a grand meal with some old friends tonight.

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