On our latest trip to the Empire State, we took along our brand-spankin'-new passports, and they burned such a hole in our pockets that as soon as we were within just a few miles of a border crossing, we had to go!!
Turns out, the Canadians frown upon the spontaneous international trip with your child. Something about making sure that the child in the backseat actually belongs to you, and that the other parent is aware of your taking him across the border, and why aren't you all traveling together today, and why aren't you traveling with a note from his father?!? Oh, but by the power of the dimple in the backseat, we charmed our way into Ontario. We spent a total of 30 minutes and $4.62 US in the great white north, but judging by O's smile and pure joy, you would have thought we were on and all-expenses-paid trip to the moon.
Here he is at Old Fort Erie, the nearest tourist attraction we could find. (We passed on the Duty Free shop).
And with the ironically named Peace Bridge,
our point of stressful entry.
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hey you blog too? man, you are the bomb diggity dog! impressed can not even express! thank you for your kind words about my blog. laughter thru tears are the kinds of emotion i love!
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