For Luke's First Birthday Eve we went for a hike in North Vancouver.
We crossed a high flying suspension bridge (a few times; the trail was a figure eight) and pointed out the moss and ferns and lush scenery to Luke, explaining that his new home town won't look anything like that.
Then we had lunch in downtown Vancouver, in the shadow of the cruise ship terminal, where we'll leave for our Alaska trip in just a few weeks. Luke gobbled up yam fries and guacamole and --as usual-- tried to grab the forks, knives, water glasses and everything else that hit the table.
And on the way home, the exhausted little guy fell asleep in his car seat... facing front!
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