Soren at the Science Museum
My dad in front of Big Ben
Where to begin. . . My dad came to visit for the last week that Jason was gone and we did some traveling around Scotland. The River and Loch Tay are so beautiful and we enjoyed Scottish pies and pastries along our drives. I always enjoy my dad's visits because of his free spirit and open mindedness. We rented a car and he took me to two of my short dance classes that I taught and the rest was fun free traveling. Soren was so happy to see his grandpa again and have some more company around the house. My dad took Soren fishing for the first time and he was excited, amazed, shocked and stressed about the fish after being caught. Poor little fishies! We brought home 2 big fish. My dad caught the first one and I caught the second one. After catching his fish he baited the line and got everything ready and then gave it to me. He said that if the float on the line goes under the water that means a fish is biting. So, while we were talking I looked out at the water and couldn't see the float! I tried to get my dad to take the line but he wanted me to catch the fish and so I did. I have mixed emotions about catching it.
This was my dad's 3rd trip to Scotland for a visit and he's been wanting to go fishing and take Soren to catch one. It was definitely a learning experience and I'm glad we realized that goal.
Here's a part of Soren's prayer that night after we got home:
Heavenly Father, Sorry that the fish bleeded. We cleaned it, no big deal. . .
Yes, he really said "no big deal" and was concerned very much for the fish. In his precious little voice it was the sweetest thing ever. Fishing is sad for me too but we were extra grateful and I must say that my dad is an excellent chef when it comes to cooking it.
After our journeys around Scotland he flew to London to meet Jason. London is fantastic with so many great museums that are FREE! We had a great time touring and reuniting with Jason--we missed him so much. We're all big fans of city bus tours and loved relaxing while seeing so many historic sites. The week with my dad flew by and saying good bye is always sad. I cried and that always makes my dad cry too. Thanks for everything dad!
Jason had our camera in Oxford while we were traveling with my dad so I'll be sure to post more green and lovely photos of Scotland when my dad sends them. . . and stay tuned for some great shots of Oxford from Jason as well.