Flight

Myron flew off today. Because it was more convenient for him to fly out of kingston (can check bags immediately) instead of his route being train to montreal, flight montreal to moncton, he flew kingston-TO, TO-Montreal but he called me from Montreal to say he missed the flight to Moncton so now is flying to St. John and then Air C. is taxiing him to Moncton. On the way back he flies Moncton - Halifax, Halifax- TO, TO- kingston. I would be concerned about the environmental impacts of so much plane travel, but he's a traveller.

Thanks to Carolyn's pump the basketball pool is up and running. James spent 3 hours in it today. He couldn't stand having wet shorts (he was relatively easy to toilet train in that he hated the wet shorts then, so understandable that he still dislikes it) so he was naked in the pool.

Before we had the pool up James took me to see the remains of a wasp that had been 'suffering' yesterday and apparently Myron had put out of his misery. James had me pray for said wasp, not for resuccitation (James hates wasps) but that he would go to heaven. Is there a wasp heaven?
After all that (keeping in mind that James hates wasps) if a wasp came near him in the pool I would bludgeon the wasp to death with a flyswatter. After that James would sprinkle water on it "to give it to God" he said. Then I would put a rock on it- 1. so we wouldn't step on it 2. so it would not revive to fly again. Kinda disturbing, but hey, wasps should know better than to come near James.

Also on Friday the baby birds flew their nest.