My goddaughter Brianne arrived from Tennessee on Thursday afternoon. I took the afternoon off, picked her up from the airport, took her to lunch at that most Canadian of establishments, Tim Horton's, and got her back to the house by mid afternoon. There was enough time for a brief visit (and for Brie to begin unpacking) before we went off to get Corwin from his second last day of school.
Shortly thereafter, on Thursday afternoon and evening, there was much romping in the back yard.
Bri has been visiting since Corwin was four years old. To say that they both enjoy these visits is probably not overstating the case.