Eventually I’ll write about what happened to us in Wheatley and on the train ride back to Ottawa but before I tackle “what I did on my summer vacation” (which seems daunting at this point despite the timeline Karin helped me with) I wanted to tell you about Reid and Ken this weekend.

Reid woke up as we pulled into the train station just before midnight on Saturday. Ken wasn’t allowed to come next to the tracks to meet us and so I guess having a wide-awake 3 year-old in the middle of the night was a good thing since she is a long, heavy deadweight when asleep. Reid didn’t complain when I popped her into her stroller and we followed the guy with the baggage cart across the tracks.

Ken came quickly out of station and met us as we got close. I got the first kiss and then he noticed that Reid was awake. He scooped her up for a kiss and a hug and she offered him a great big smile and returned both the kiss and hug enthusiastically. They so clearly missed each other that it made me a bit sad that I’d separated them for so long. There’ve been quite a few hugs over the last couple of days. And Reid spontaneously and, a propos of nothing, announced that she’d missed Ken in the middle of Sunday afternoon. Last night, I wasn’t even suitable to cut Reid’s chicken.

I love seeing Reid and Ken enjoying each other.