Today this terrible thing happened. Mom packed up all my stuff and we went back home. I was thinking that maybe we had a new place to live with great windows and swimming and kayaking and no Arya barking at me all the time.
But Mom said this was a vay-cay-shun and we had to go home.
I didn’t even get to visit the big boat that came by with Mom’s friend and Mom’s boss. They just waved and kept going.
Mom says we can come again and maybe Arya can come next time. <Sigh>
Mom put me in my seatbelt and we went home.
This is what I see when I dream:
Awww, Jack. I hope you will hold onto all the fun you’ve had on your vacation. You’re a sweet, sweet boy so I think you’ll get to return for more fun, again. 🙂
Awwww…. Cap’n Jack had a *wonderful* vay-cay. I hope his Beth did, too. Love the stories and pix.
I know that once you’re back home, you will be glad 🙂
You have a lot to tell Arya and think of all the sweet dreams you will have on cold winter nights