Fun and Games in Carlisle

Bart and Andrea flew off to Calgary and gallivanted around Banff, while Papa enjoyed the privilege of tending some wicked children for a night or two. They have been fairly kind to the old coot, although his fajitas did not go over as well as he had hoped.
How nice and cheering it is that kids grow up. For a while it seems that maturity would never come, but suddenly, there it is!

We have a storm here, mostly rain. It is called Andrea. Good time to get outta town, mom.