Imagine if the trip to Lake Placid had been this, well, placid

Suckers for punishment that we are, we decided on one last road trip this summer. We loaded the boys into the van and drove across the province, through the unbelievably picturesque Algonquin Park, to see the boys paternal grandparents, Mimi and Pipi.

If nothing else, the trip completely restored my confidence in our ability to enjoy a road trip. That, and the boys had the chance to drive Pipi’s boat, go fishing, and feed the chipmunks that Mimi and Pipi have tamed with a steady stream of peanuts.

These are a few of my favourite moments:

The full set of photos is here. (And, if you’re wondering, the answer is yes, I have spent the entire summer with Lucas in one hand and my Nikon in the other!)

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