Family ties
We had a truly wonderful day today, from start to finish. We zipped up north right after physio; by 11:00 we were in Birch Point with both of our children, Max and Grandma Shirley. We settled in to watch some more home movies (as I burned them on DVD) and shared plenty of laughter in the process.
It was rather chilly (about 18º) when Yaron asked Gilly if he’d like to go for a boat ride. I was sure he’d refuse, but instead he happily accepted the offer. Off went Yaron, Gilly, Tamara, Max and Liylah. I expected Gilly would need a parka; he’s always so cold and we’ve not had cool daytime temperatures like today yet this summer. Surprisingly, his the thick sweat shirt he’s been wearing day in and day out, even on the hottest of days, served him fine. I took advantage of some free time and went for a brisk walk to the end of the road (and back, of course).
Over dinner, Gilly turned to his son sitting next to him and said, “It’s a pleasure having you with us.” It is not at all shocking that he feels this way about Yaron, but I’m still not used to hearing him say things like that. None of us are. I know for certain that he has always felt this way about his children, but it gives us all tremendous pleasure to hear him voice the sentiment.
Another bonus for today was the supper Gilly consumed. He was sleeping in the lazy boy when called for dinner (repeatedly). When he finally arrived, he slowly and methodically ate a good sized dinner, relatively speaking. He has not eaten this well in months. I wanted to shout out with excitement but instead held my tongue so as not to jinx anything. “He’ll have to start weight watchers if he keeps this up,” my mom said in jest. I assume having the kids around helped stimulate Gilly’s desire to eat. We’ll have Tamara and Max around all weekend, so hopefully his new eating behaviour will become a habit.
It was rather chilly (about 18º) when Yaron asked Gilly if he’d like to go for a boat ride. I was sure he’d refuse, but instead he happily accepted the offer. Off went Yaron, Gilly, Tamara, Max and Liylah. I expected Gilly would need a parka; he’s always so cold and we’ve not had cool daytime temperatures like today yet this summer. Surprisingly, his the thick sweat shirt he’s been wearing day in and day out, even on the hottest of days, served him fine. I took advantage of some free time and went for a brisk walk to the end of the road (and back, of course).
Over dinner, Gilly turned to his son sitting next to him and said, “It’s a pleasure having you with us.” It is not at all shocking that he feels this way about Yaron, but I’m still not used to hearing him say things like that. None of us are. I know for certain that he has always felt this way about his children, but it gives us all tremendous pleasure to hear him voice the sentiment.
Another bonus for today was the supper Gilly consumed. He was sleeping in the lazy boy when called for dinner (repeatedly). When he finally arrived, he slowly and methodically ate a good sized dinner, relatively speaking. He has not eaten this well in months. I wanted to shout out with excitement but instead held my tongue so as not to jinx anything. “He’ll have to start weight watchers if he keeps this up,” my mom said in jest. I assume having the kids around helped stimulate Gilly’s desire to eat. We’ll have Tamara and Max around all weekend, so hopefully his new eating behaviour will become a habit.
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