


One of the things Nana and I wanted to do was take Connor down to Presque Isle, the peninsula that jutts out into Lake Erie. There are paved trails all around so you can explore both the bay and lake sides. So while David took advantage of the beautiful day to get one last ride in, we took Connor to look at the ducks, gulls and boats that he won't get to see in New Mexico.

When David was done we met him at one of the beaches so we could introduce Connor to the water. The Portland coast was a little too cold to think about taking him in the water, but Erie in August is a great time to get in the water. Unfortunately the little guy didn't think so. He was less than impressed with the texture of sand in between his toes and absolutely livid at being walked out into the water. He was so upset, in fact, that he required an almost immediate diaper change before we could leave. Looks like he is David's son in this, at least.


The last item on the agenda was a trip to the family home - the one I spent most of my childhood in. It's officially on the market and this may be the last time we are able to be inside of it, so we thought Connor ought to see the room his mom grew up in. Admittedly it hasn't been my room for about 10 years, but you get the idea. We played on my bed and sat in the window seat where I used to do all of my reading.



While we are super happy that my parents are moving on and enjoying their lives not being tied to a house, it still feels like the end of an era.
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