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?
