Dear Sweet Boy,
This past week we took a trip to Montreal.
You were a total delight and charmed each lovely Montrealer we encountered.
We arrived to generous fanfare
We loved the apartment view
But you really loved the dog-free floor
We let you roll around it from one end to the other
We took in beautiful Montreal
Every last step of it
And we also did plenty of eating
Then there were two nights when Daddy and I went out all by ourselves. We missed you. But we ate well.
We spent much of our time visiting one beautiful church after another. You were exceedingly patient and loved the light.
We even made it to a service where the priest stopped and coo'd to you during his sermon.
Who could blame him?