Stephen's bedtime stall tactics

As you are saying good night after books, stories and prayers, Stephen is coming up with ways to keep you in the room. Lately it's a question or two.

Tonight he said... "Dad, Dad, wait.... ummm... where do light bulbs come from?"
Then he said... "Dad why does Yoda have long fingernails in movie and short ones on my picture?"

Canadian Heat - Fishing with Eleanor & Everett Granite Lake

My most memorable time with grandpa and grandma was our trip to Canada where we flew into Granite Lake, north of Thunder Bay, Ontario. We went right after school was out. I think I was a college sophomore 1991. It was early to mid-May and we packed all our gear, long underwear, sweat-shirts and coats, boots, the works, after all it has been known to snow in May in Canada. Everything is going smoothly, the drive was nice, the flight in was good, we get all settled in our little outpost cabin in the middle Canadian wilderness. Except we notice one little thing, it’s a little on the warm side. No matter we figure the next day will be perfect. So we go to bed and wake up the next morning and it is down right hot, like mid-90’s and humid, and all we have is jeans and flannel! The next 4 days are a pressure cooker and we are just getting baked. We are sleeping on top of our sleeping bags in our underwear, grandma included. Then on about the third night we hear grandma scream about 1 am and shoes start flying around the room, everyone wakes up and there was grandma scared out of her mind because a little mouse decided to crawl into bed with her and take up residence in her hair while she was sleeping. I can’t remember how funny it was at the time, but it has produced a life time of laughs for me and the family. Thanks gramps and grandma for just being you, for taking us fishing, and sharing in what are truly the best times of my life.

Love, Ryan, Shoji, Priya, & Stephen