It is a good thing that the small boy's teacher gave him homework. Otherwise, our pace was so feverish and jam-packed that we might not have taken in the scenery. (Feverish literally: after a breathless-but-lovely week of lunches, dinners and coffees with dear friends, I succumbed to something yucky and had to crawl under the covers for a bit. At least it wasn't the explosive tummy version that afflicted my poor wee lad.)
The homework assignment: create an album to show your classmates what life is/was like where you lived before. Here you see the results of the lad's brainstorming.
I like how this photo manages to include Papa's former place of employment, Grandma's Halloween decorations (arranged by guess who), and...a pickup truck. Although really this is a Scotland-sized pickup and not a Missouri one!
Ah, now here is a proper Missouri pickup truck. "Super Duty!"
To be continued...I need to take the Mister to Berwick for his (written) driving test (speaking of vehicles). Hold a good thought!