Jen and I took the boys to a corn maze, but first Forest climbed this hill of tires, then thought, now what?  I think mountain climbing might have come to mind. I love seeing children have these “firsts”. What a privilege to behold it. We all continue to have “firsts”. The extreme friendliness of Nova Scotians had once been a first for us. Now we accept and expect it. It seems to filter into “come from aways’” psyches after years of living here. Jen’s many neighbours are so friendly that I’m sure they’re from N.S., then when I ask, often they’ve chosen to live here, but they’re CFAs. Wonderful trait for a province pass on to its residents.