I had an "open" ticket to Saskatoon. I might have stayed one week, I might have stayed four. Being retired, I was completely free set my own timetable. I could leave for home when it felt right. You usually don't get to do that when you are working. Lucky me.
But, while I would happily hang out with Baby Erik indefintely, I really should let his new mum and dad get on with the task of caring for their dear wee boy.
So I'm homeward bound tomorrow on a flight that will have me back in Guelph at 1:00 a.m. although my body will think it is just bedtime -- midnight, Saskatoon time. I will think of two weary parents trying to coax one restless little nightowl to sleep. Sssssssssssh. Sssssssssssh.
I have had a lovely visit, but I comfort myself with the knowledge that there will be many more.