It was a quiet Canada Day for us this year. Probably because it was our last day of holidays, which is never a fun day. We managed to drag ourselves out of bed in time to see the Canada Day parade in the little town next door to ours. It's not my favourite parade, no that distinct honour goes to the Cactus Festival Parade and my old man band with the super short shorts.
And The Abster's hat, didn't I tell you it was killer? Now, as she tells me, she can be a cowgirl and a princess at the same time.
And little My Py, isn't she a doll? With both her fingers jammed up her nose. Oh well at least she's drawing attention away from the zit on my chin.