Well, after a week with the parents, it's now just Marcel and I and the dogs at the cottage. (Mom and Dad were here for the first week.)
For as much as we bitched and moaned about their slowness and creakiness and hardness of hearing and sketchy memory; the cottage is certainly missing something without them.
We are more than happy to have the place to ourselves for the following week, but it's a bittersweet moment when they left. You're sad to see them go, but you kinda wish they'd stay too.
You don't pick your family,but in the case if my Parents I'm not sure I could have chosen any better.