They finally made it! and I finally got to meet the little man that has made their dreams come true. Little Sleepy Sethie Pants ( that's not his real name just another unfortunate nickname so that he doesn't feel left out when in the company of "Belly Fried Rice" and "Monkey Pant's Mcgee"....... I'm sorry kids.)
They all arrived with a cloud of, well, cloud and got to see Tofino at it's greyist and dullest, yipee. Never-the-less we kept dragging poor Seth out of his sweet slumbers and packing him off to the beach and to the rainforest and to town. I'm sure he didn't know what was going on with all the wet sea air, sand in his eyes and noisy small people in his face so he pretty much decided to sleep through it. He probably kept hoping he'd wake up back in nice warm alberta, "where everybody know's your name".
Monkey Pant's Mcgee, errr I mean Seb, loved every minute spent with the Headley's and was very sad to see them go home. I have a feeling he'd have liked to go with them. Bel loved every minute spent with Seth and honest to god nearly smothered the poor boy with love.
Neil dragged a somewhat reluctant Nigel into the ice cold waters of the North Pacific only to discover that he was born to surf and probably had the most fun covered in rubber that he's had for a while!
Funny how my long board looks like a perfect short board for Nigel :)
Love those chubby cheeks!!
Seth chillin' with his homies. ( I don't even know if that's how you spell "homies" but I'm pretty sure that phrase is so ten years ago and I should never use it again.)
Don't they make a lovely little family ;)
The sun came out for a whole five minutes in which time I tried to take as many photos as possible.
And so after a couple of day's spent playing and laughing in the cool sea air and chatting with old friends while our toes warmed by the fire they left us again and flew back to our old home. Here we are again. Just the four of us.
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