Here's what our visit to Kingston looked like, in no particular order.
We cuddled with Papa.
We woke GrammaPapa up every morning.
We cuddled with Gramma.
We soaked up the attention of "Marc-and-Gain" (Great Uncle Marc and Great Aunt Reine).
Then we went to Syracuse to meet Dada, except that Dada didn't show (some story about delayed and cancelled flights), so it was just the girls in a swanky hotel. There was a huge tree, a huge room, a huge bed, and a drink by the fireplace.
We'll be back to see GrammaPapa in a few weeks. And it can't come too soon for any of us.