Why You Don't Want to Die in Canada.

  My birthday falls the week after Father's Day so this year we decided to take a trip to Canada to go to a Women's World Cup game. Woohoo Canada!?  It all seemed really fancy. We got out our passports and clothes packed, we had a hotel with an indoor pool, and free breakfast. I printed our 5 World Cup tickets and off we went.   With only a few set backs, like when I  lost one of our tickets on the way to the game, we had a blast. I think the best take away from my birthday/ Father's Day Canadian adventure was this lovely conversation between Papa and Izzy. 

Papa:   Izzy, put your seat belt on properly. 

Izzy: I like it like this. 

Me: You can't wear it like that Izzy, it's not safe. You could die if we got a car accident. 

Papa: And you don't want to die in Canada, cause then you'll have to go to Canadian heaven, and it's not as nice as American heaven. 

Izzy: I want to go to American heaven!! (fixes her seatbelt) 

With that said, here are our pictures. 

Hot air balloons on the drive. 

I thought Canada would be like a foreign country, but this was the view out our hotel room window.

This is a little blurry, but the girls thought the fact that the word Goal is But in French was the funniest thing ever. 

She got bored around the 75 minute mark. 

Cause sometimes you have to go to Canada and chug grape soda wearing a bonnet.