Snap Holiday (for only my wife's benefit, of course) Pt 2

My wife is so relaxed right now. She hasn't mentioned London's heat and humidity for the last 3 minutes.

She's enjoying her grand-daughters.

She's enjoying a cool breeze off the lake.

She's enjoying having her family around her.

She's happy I was once a Boy Scout and learned one camping rule very well, i.e., leave the campsite neater than you found it.

I apply that rule to visits with my oldest son's family in Fenelon Falls.

After I wake up I make my bed. After I brush my teeth I put the toothpaste away. After I make toast and dirty a dish I shake the crumbs out of the toaster and wash the dishes. If a full scale inspection of the house was done no one would even know I was there. My wife likes that about me.

Today, after my younger son arrived I slipped outside so the boys and their wives could connect. Again, I was almost completely invisible.


["What a great view from the quiet upper deck": photo GH]

Yes, almost.

"Where's Dad?" I overheard my youngest son ask.

"I'm not sure," said my oldest son.

"Did he go out for breakfast?"

"He might have. I don't see any dirty dishes," said the oldest.

"Will he be here for supper?"

"He doesn't usually miss supper. And he does all the dishes too."

"Hey," said my youngest. "Two bottles of Lancaster Bomber are missing from the beer fridge. Did you take them?"


["If I open it quietly, will anyone notice?"]

"No," said my oldest. "Dad must be close by then."

Drat. My Scout's habit of leaving the fridge cleaner than I found it gives me away sometimes.

However, if I stay quiet and rinse out my glass, my wife doesn't complain about that. She just enjoys her snap vacation.

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