A glass of bubbly for you. And for me.

This weekend, we took our nephew to Granville Island and stopped in front of this bakery:

Outside was the usual busker, in his tuxedo, playing a perfectly timed La Vie En Rose.

We danced.

It was one of those moments that make the whole day feel new.

Like a little January 1 on a January 3rd.

And that’s how I plan to spend my year.