I’m turning Canadian, oh yes, I’m turning Canadian, I really think so…

I caught myself saying “staff” the other day – as in “ST-AAAAAAA-F”. What the?

Then there’s the fact that the Cayman has called me “Mom” at least twice.

Not to mention Ella’s pleas of “Let’s go to the store and get some candy.“

We’ve only been here a little over six weeks – is this what happens? At this rate, by the time we set foot back in Oz we’re going to be sweating maple syrup. Help!