As some of you faithful readers may recall, about this time last year I determined a skunk was nesting in one of the abandoned groundhog holes in my barn. We subsequently trapped and disposed of that varmint.
I've mentioned to at least a few of you that I found the same thing just a couple weeks ago. It was in a different part of the barn, but the same idea...skunk nesting in abandoned groundhog hole. We subsequently trapped and disposed of that varmint, too.
Last week I came home one afternoon to find something had chewed a hole in the side of one of the chicken feed bags in the barn. So on a lark I went ahead and set the trap there. I was fully expecting to trap a cat or maybe a 'coon. But that was nearly a week ago and I haven't trapped anything yet, so I was really starting to think it was just a cat. Sarah called me at work just a few minutes ago to report the trap was full again...with another skunk.
Now, she wasn't out there to check the trap so she had walked up right next to it to collect eggs before movement caught her eye, she assessed the trap inhabitant, and made a speedy exit. No spray, no foul.
I guess I know what I'll be doing after work now.
Maybe I need to come up with some kind of skunk deterrent system...any ideas? Little skunk heads on pikes around my barn? A couple of "Skunks will be shot on sight" signs in key locations? Maybe I should just focus on filling in the old groundhog holes, darn it all. How boring.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Paul and Little Dinosaur
The kids both really like playing little dinosaur. Little Dinosaur is my right hand. I stick the middle finger out and put the other fingers down with my palm parallel to the ground. The result is a little four legged creature that reminds me of a brontosaurus. Both children insist that little dinosaur play with them during bath time, but Paul is especially enamored with little dinosaur. What slays me is that he treats little dinosaur much differently than he treats me.
A few weeks ago Paul got to go to a birthday party at a place with inflatable bouncy toys. All the children were given wrist bands to show that they had registered to bounce. Paul had a blast at the party and was very attached to his wrist band. We let him wear it over night and through the next day, but then it was bath time and Steve and I told him that we must cut the wrist band off. Paul was devastated. He let me cut the wrist band off without fighting, but he spent the next several minutes weeping and wailing with grief.
I had him curled up in my arms in the bathroom, waiting for him to work through it a little bit before I started the bath water. He said, "I want to talk to little dinosaur." I made little dinosaur with my hand. "Little Dinosaur, mommy cut off my wrist band!"
I sat there staring at little dinosaur. Little dinosaur already knew mommy cut of the wrist band because LITTLE DINOSAUR WAS THE HAND THAT HELD THE SCISSORS. Didn't seem to matter to Paul. So while I was choking back laughter at the irony of the situation, Little Dinosaur helped Paul talk through his loss.
Last night was bath night, and so Little Dinosaur was hanging out with Paul again. Little Dinosaur asked Paul what he did in preschool.
When I ask Paul what he did at preschool, I typically get answers like, "I don't know," or "Nothing." If something exceptional happens (like leprechauns stealing and hiding the class' cookies), then Paul will give me a detailed description, but usually getting information about Paul's day takes a lot of patience and very specific questions.
When Little Dinosaur asked Paul what he did at preschool, Paul started stepping through a detailed list of their daily schedule.
I suppose this is a good way to communicate with my son, but I'm a little bit jealous of little dinosaur.
I wonder if this will still work when he's a teenager. "Hey Paul, tell me about that girl I saw you talking to at the game last night."
A few weeks ago Paul got to go to a birthday party at a place with inflatable bouncy toys. All the children were given wrist bands to show that they had registered to bounce. Paul had a blast at the party and was very attached to his wrist band. We let him wear it over night and through the next day, but then it was bath time and Steve and I told him that we must cut the wrist band off. Paul was devastated. He let me cut the wrist band off without fighting, but he spent the next several minutes weeping and wailing with grief.
I had him curled up in my arms in the bathroom, waiting for him to work through it a little bit before I started the bath water. He said, "I want to talk to little dinosaur." I made little dinosaur with my hand. "Little Dinosaur, mommy cut off my wrist band!"
I sat there staring at little dinosaur. Little dinosaur already knew mommy cut of the wrist band because LITTLE DINOSAUR WAS THE HAND THAT HELD THE SCISSORS. Didn't seem to matter to Paul. So while I was choking back laughter at the irony of the situation, Little Dinosaur helped Paul talk through his loss.
Last night was bath night, and so Little Dinosaur was hanging out with Paul again. Little Dinosaur asked Paul what he did in preschool.
When I ask Paul what he did at preschool, I typically get answers like, "I don't know," or "Nothing." If something exceptional happens (like leprechauns stealing and hiding the class' cookies), then Paul will give me a detailed description, but usually getting information about Paul's day takes a lot of patience and very specific questions.
When Little Dinosaur asked Paul what he did at preschool, Paul started stepping through a detailed list of their daily schedule.
I suppose this is a good way to communicate with my son, but I'm a little bit jealous of little dinosaur.
I wonder if this will still work when he's a teenager. "Hey Paul, tell me about that girl I saw you talking to at the game last night."
Bumpy head
Julia had a couple of good falls yesterday while playing outdoors. The big fall was from the swing.
She told me she was trying to pump her legs but it looked like she was trying to hang upside down from the swing while it was swinging up pretty high. She hit the ground with her head and skidded onto her back.
She started getting up immediately so I knew she hadn't broken anything big. But it scared her, and I think it made her a little mad. After the first crying jag, Paul asked her what happened (she was in my arms then).
She started whimpering, "Mommy did it."
?!?
I had startled her by shouting, "Julia what are you doing?" when she started leaning backwards too far.
And that's when she let go of the swing.
So it was clearly all my fault.
I checked her pupils to make sure she didn't have a concussion. I didn't see them behaving oddly. Fortunately, the ground has a little give to it right now.
I think she's okay.
She had a grass stain on the top of her head.
Later when we went to the neighbor's house, she got on the swings there. Julia really loves swinging.
She told me she was trying to pump her legs but it looked like she was trying to hang upside down from the swing while it was swinging up pretty high. She hit the ground with her head and skidded onto her back.
She started getting up immediately so I knew she hadn't broken anything big. But it scared her, and I think it made her a little mad. After the first crying jag, Paul asked her what happened (she was in my arms then).
She started whimpering, "Mommy did it."
?!?
I had startled her by shouting, "Julia what are you doing?" when she started leaning backwards too far.
And that's when she let go of the swing.
So it was clearly all my fault.
I checked her pupils to make sure she didn't have a concussion. I didn't see them behaving oddly. Fortunately, the ground has a little give to it right now.
I think she's okay.
She had a grass stain on the top of her head.
Later when we went to the neighbor's house, she got on the swings there. Julia really loves swinging.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
what did you say?
One of the things I love about being home with my kids, is seeing how their little brains work.
A few weeks ago, Paul came down with a minor bout of the stomach flu. I later described to Steve, “It was almost time for me to go get Paul up from his nap, when I heard a little noise from his room. I went up to see him. He was just lying there just covered in throw-up.” Paul was present when I made that description.
The next day we saw grandma, and I gave Paul the opportunity to tell her what happened in his own words. He said something like this, “Mommy was going to get me from my nap. She heard a little noise. Then she came in and I was covered in throw-up.”
I thought it was very interesting that he told grandma what happened from my perspective instead of his own.
Note to my mouth – be careful what you say, because little ears are listening!
A few weeks ago, Paul came down with a minor bout of the stomach flu. I later described to Steve, “It was almost time for me to go get Paul up from his nap, when I heard a little noise from his room. I went up to see him. He was just lying there just covered in throw-up.” Paul was present when I made that description.
The next day we saw grandma, and I gave Paul the opportunity to tell her what happened in his own words. He said something like this, “Mommy was going to get me from my nap. She heard a little noise. Then she came in and I was covered in throw-up.”
I thought it was very interesting that he told grandma what happened from my perspective instead of his own.
Note to my mouth – be careful what you say, because little ears are listening!
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
For Eunice and Sarah
When life slips fast from earth to grace,
And leaves us searching a missing face,
O Lord, be near.
When breath escapes and leaves us bare
Of hands and arms that touched with care,
O Lord, be near.
The tomb, the rock, the dirt, the grave,
Rob us of the ones You save,
O Lord, be near.
They fly to light, we grieve in dust,
And pray You for the strength to trust,
O Lord, be near.
And leaves us searching a missing face,
O Lord, be near.
When breath escapes and leaves us bare
Of hands and arms that touched with care,
O Lord, be near.
The tomb, the rock, the dirt, the grave,
Rob us of the ones You save,
O Lord, be near.
They fly to light, we grieve in dust,
And pray You for the strength to trust,
O Lord, be near.
Zoo Pictures
Here's some pics of the recent (Mar. 6) trip to the zoo:
That "random" bird is the big condor that Sarah mentioned came up surprisingly close to them. But unlike the condors on Diego, this one did NOT offer them a ride somewhere (or even talk)...what a gip!
That "random" bird is the big condor that Sarah mentioned came up surprisingly close to them. But unlike the condors on Diego, this one did NOT offer them a ride somewhere (or even talk)...what a gip!
Monday, March 23, 2009
Officially a Bookshelf
Over 2 months worth of weekends later, I can now officially call this massive whole in our living room wall a bookshelf. On Saturday Dad & I finished building the first shelf and on Sunday it was installed. There is now a real shelf in our bookshelf. Cool!
The next shelf we're working on is not going to be straight across the front, so we did a little work on the template for that on Saturday. I also purchased some more wood last week, so now we're all set to start work on the next couple fixed shelves.
Once the fixed shelves are done, we'll start working on the cabinet & trim. And last we'll build the adjustable shelves.
I was hoping to be farther along by now, but I am pleased with the progress we've made...its coming together nicely.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Happy Spring!
Spring is upon us today, though it has felt like Spring around here for a few weeks now. The one Spring-like thing that has largely been lacking is the rain. Oh, we've had a few showers here and there. But normally March is a rather wet month around here. And as a result its normally the end of March or first of April before we're able to string enough warm dry days together so that the garden isn't a mud-hole. Hence, our garden normally doesn't get tilled or planted until end of March or beginning of April.
But this week I was able to till & plant half of our current garden space...before spring officially started...some of it before St. Patrick's day even. That's amazing to me, and pretty exciting.
So here's the garden planting so far:
- peas (4 rows)
- cucumbers (1 row - 8 hills)
- lettuce & cabbage (1 row)
- onions (2 rows)
- carrots (2 rows)
This is pretty much the extent of the early stuff we'll plant. The beans, melons, squash, herbs, tomatoes, & peppers will all wait until May or June.
In another few weeks we'll be receiving those black & yellow rasberry plants I ordered, so I'll be digging a bunch of holes in the yard between now & then. And I'll be trying my hand at root-trimming & propagating at least one of my hop varieties soon, too.
Spring is here, and boy are we glad to be able to get back out and work in the dirt again!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Working for sweets
On Tuesday, Miss Garrett brought green cookies in for Paul's class. When the children came back from a restroom break, the cookies were GONE! There was a note from a Leprechaun saying that he had hidden the cookies. If the children wanted to find the cookies, they had to follow a trail of coins. Paul was VERY impressed with the whole affair. They found the cookies in a tent in the preschool classroom. Mischievous leprechauns!
Yesterday Grandma came and watched the kids while I packed things up for traveling. I'm co-hosting my sister's bridal shower this weekend. Grandma brought a little bag of jelly beans. Paul and Julia were both angling for the candy. I told them they would have to earn it. Paul was required to run one lap of the barn for each jelly bean. Julia had to run from the barn to the garage and back. I'm not sure how many jelly beans Julia earned, but Paul got 7.
Yesterday Grandma came and watched the kids while I packed things up for traveling. I'm co-hosting my sister's bridal shower this weekend. Grandma brought a little bag of jelly beans. Paul and Julia were both angling for the candy. I told them they would have to earn it. Paul was required to run one lap of the barn for each jelly bean. Julia had to run from the barn to the garage and back. I'm not sure how many jelly beans Julia earned, but Paul got 7.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
First till
Yesterday Steve and his dad tilled part of the vegetable garden and planted 2 kinds of peas, 2 kinds of lettuce, and 2 kinds of cucumbers.
We had much less soil wash away over the winter than we had the previous year. I think it is because we did not till the garden at the end of the fall. The roots from the old weeds and vegetable plants helped to hold down the soil through the late winter rains.
I didn't see them do the tilling yesterday, but it went really quick and the soil looked like cocoa powder. BEA-U-TI-FUL!
While they were planting, Paul caught a toad. He fawned over it and loved it and named it Toady-Toad. We got a small terracotta pot and made a toad house for him in the garden. If Toady-Toad survives my son's affections, he'll help eat small pests in the garden.
We had much less soil wash away over the winter than we had the previous year. I think it is because we did not till the garden at the end of the fall. The roots from the old weeds and vegetable plants helped to hold down the soil through the late winter rains.
I didn't see them do the tilling yesterday, but it went really quick and the soil looked like cocoa powder. BEA-U-TI-FUL!
While they were planting, Paul caught a toad. He fawned over it and loved it and named it Toady-Toad. We got a small terracotta pot and made a toad house for him in the garden. If Toady-Toad survives my son's affections, he'll help eat small pests in the garden.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
independent Julia
Julia was excused early from lunch and went upstairs to play.
Later Paul and I came upstairs to join her for stories before nap time.
She greeted me with,
"Mommy, I need a pull-up [diaper]."
-"Do you need to go potty?"
"No, I went in my underwear."
I'm suddenly very attentive. She is fairly nonchalant. I notice she's walking funny.
-"Is your underwear wet?!?"
"No, I went poopee."
-"Let's go get you changed!!"
"Mommy, I put my pull-up on"
I notice her pants are on backwards, which means that she probably has changed her undergarments.
-"Well, let me go check your bottom." (In the bathroom, I confirm she is wearing a clean pull-up diaper.) "Julia, I need to wipe your bottom."
"Why?"
-"Um... because it needs a little work. Did you wipe your bottom?"
"Yeah."
I notice that the step stool is beside the toilet, indicating that she has been on the toilet.
-"Julia, where is your underwear?"
"In Paul's trash can" which is at the far side of the second floor from the bathroom.
I found the underwear right where she said it would be. It was disgusting. I'm trying to decide whether to be proud of her for taking care of the problem herself, or exasperated at her for taking care of the problem herself.
Later Paul and I came upstairs to join her for stories before nap time.
She greeted me with,
"Mommy, I need a pull-up [diaper]."
-"Do you need to go potty?"
"No, I went in my underwear."
I'm suddenly very attentive. She is fairly nonchalant. I notice she's walking funny.
-"Is your underwear wet?!?"
"No, I went poopee."
-"Let's go get you changed!!"
"Mommy, I put my pull-up on"
I notice her pants are on backwards, which means that she probably has changed her undergarments.
-"Well, let me go check your bottom." (In the bathroom, I confirm she is wearing a clean pull-up diaper.) "Julia, I need to wipe your bottom."
"Why?"
-"Um... because it needs a little work. Did you wipe your bottom?"
"Yeah."
I notice that the step stool is beside the toilet, indicating that she has been on the toilet.
-"Julia, where is your underwear?"
"In Paul's trash can" which is at the far side of the second floor from the bathroom.
I found the underwear right where she said it would be. It was disgusting. I'm trying to decide whether to be proud of her for taking care of the problem herself, or exasperated at her for taking care of the problem herself.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
vocabulary lesson
When I came home from a shopping trip, Julia tried very hard to tell me about a bump she got on her head. She patted the top of her head and said,
"I got a...
I got a bump on my...
I got a bump on my...
I got a bump on my..."
Now I am typically very amused by this type of stuttering. I don't laugh at the children when they do it, but I'm willing to wait until they can come up with a word on their own. However, Steve was nearby and offered her the word, "noggin."
Julia answered, "Yeah! I got a noggin on my head." Having delivered her message, she walked off while Steve and I stifled giggles.
"I got a...
I got a bump on my...
I got a bump on my...
I got a bump on my..."
Now I am typically very amused by this type of stuttering. I don't laugh at the children when they do it, but I'm willing to wait until they can come up with a word on their own. However, Steve was nearby and offered her the word, "noggin."
Julia answered, "Yeah! I got a noggin on my head." Having delivered her message, she walked off while Steve and I stifled giggles.
day at the zoo
The kids and I took Grandma on a visit to the zoo on Friday. It was lovely. The weather was just warm enough that the elephants and giraffes were outdoors. The zoo wasn't very crowded. And the best part was that I didn't have to bring the stroller!
No stroller. No wagon. I left the diaper bag in the car. We were traveling light, and the children did just fine.
One of the highlights of the trip was seeing the Andes Condors. Bold birds. They hopped right over to the rail where we were standing. I actually started backing away with my children, because the big carrion eaters were making me nervous. It was really cool to get to see them so close. Ugly, but awesome.
It was also very nice to see how my children are maturing through these zoo visits. They had more of an attention span for looking at the animals this time. They did a good job.
No stroller. No wagon. I left the diaper bag in the car. We were traveling light, and the children did just fine.
One of the highlights of the trip was seeing the Andes Condors. Bold birds. They hopped right over to the rail where we were standing. I actually started backing away with my children, because the big carrion eaters were making me nervous. It was really cool to get to see them so close. Ugly, but awesome.
It was also very nice to see how my children are maturing through these zoo visits. They had more of an attention span for looking at the animals this time. They did a good job.
Double standard
Last Saturday Steve and Grandpa made some nice progress on the bookshelves. They have the sides of the shelves installed and started making the shelf boards on which the books will sit. After cutting one of the boards, they brought it into the living room to make sure it would fit.
The good news was that the board did fit between the sides of the shelf. The bad news was that that they had to destroy part of the living room wall to get the shelf board in place.
Paul was sitting with me on the couch while we watched daddy and grandpa score the wall with a knife, and then use a hammer and screwdriver to chisel out a strip of plaster.
"Paul, daddy is breaking my wall! He's making a mess." Then a moment later, "You'd be in big trouble if you did that."
Paul thought the whole thing was pretty humorous.
The good news was that the board did fit between the sides of the shelf. The bad news was that that they had to destroy part of the living room wall to get the shelf board in place.
Paul was sitting with me on the couch while we watched daddy and grandpa score the wall with a knife, and then use a hammer and screwdriver to chisel out a strip of plaster.
"Paul, daddy is breaking my wall! He's making a mess." Then a moment later, "You'd be in big trouble if you did that."
Paul thought the whole thing was pretty humorous.
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
week's review
Last week was pretty eventful.
After Julia's trip to the urgent care for croup, she didn't show any more croup symptoms - Yay!
Monday -
was a baking day for me. I made quiche. Excuse me, Steve doesn't like quiche. Quiche is too sissy. I mean I made a Meaty Egg Cheese Pie (MECHP), which looked and smelled remarkably like quiche. I also started the first day's worth of cooking for the America's Test Kitchen recipe for old fashioned pork roast. I told Steve later that I deserved some sort of award for having to endure the smell of the roast cooking all day without actually getting to eat it that night.
Wednesday -
Julia and I got to go to Paul's preschool to read "Cat in the Hat" to his class. It was a lot of fun. Julia sat nicely in my lap while I read. Afterward, we were allowed to hang around for snack time and recess.
Julia got a lot of positive attention. Miss Garrett commented that Julia looked like she was ready for preschool. That did my heart good, because we are pursuing enrolling her in the program for next year. I think she will have a lot of fun with it. After snack, one of the little boys in the class snagged Julia and showed her around the room. And at recess, one of the other little boys took a turn pushing Julia very nicely on the swing. A third boy announced to me that Paul, Julia, and I were his best buddies FOREVER. It was good to see Paul ripping around the playground with the other boys.
The weather on Wednesday was great for being outside, so in the afternoon we all went out for playtime. At some point Maggie flushed a full sized adult male pheasant from our juniper bush. I am mostly annoyed when I see non-native birds, but I have to admit that I think pheasant's are awesome. It flew through our yard and then I had to retrieve Maggie from the neighbor's yard after she had chased it a while.
Friday -
About 12:20 a.m. Julia woke up with a significant fever and rapid breathing. It wasn't croup, but it was worrisome. She went back to sleep nicely, but in the morning I was about ready to rush her to urgent care again, because I had convinced myself that she MUST have pneumonia. She was coughing up disturbing quantities of yellow goo and her coughing was gagging her and causing her to vomit. We waited for a morning appointment. By the time we got in, her fever was all gone and she was chatty and acting much better. Julia, could you please make mommy look like I'm not a complete spaz? Nevertheless, she was diagnosed with bronchitis and is being treated.
Saturday -
Steve and his dad continued their work on the shelves. It required a trip to WoodCraft AND Home Depot. I think they really just like to go shopping, but it's not manly to admit it.
Julia spent some time with Grandma in the morning while Paul and I went shopping for a birthday present for Tim. We had been invited to Tim's party for Sunday. While we were out, I stopped in a local fish market to see what kind of prices they have. I think that when I told Paul that we were going to a fish market, he was envisioning the pet store with aquariums of interesting things to see. The store itself was quite a letdown. They didn't even have a lobster tank out front. As I was gazing into one of the freezers he told me, "Mommy, this is making me yawn."
Sunday -
After church Julia got to go out to lunch with Grandma and Grandpa. When we asked her later how she liked it, she told us, "I got ice cream and Grandpa ate it." She was smiling when she said it.
Steve helped to lead the first Czech team meeting. We are not traveling to the Czech Republic this year, but Steve is helping to prepare the team. And we have a team! Yay! They are all new to this service, but I'm really excited about the people we have.
Paul and I went to Tim's birthday. It was really great. They had the birthday party at a place that has two gymnasium sized rooms filled with inflatable slides and bouncy rooms. Paul was delighted. I was pretty proud of him too. He did some great climbing. His favorite things were these air cannons that shot small foam balls across a netted room. He pretended to shoot me a couple of times. It was balm to his little boy soul. It was a very well run party too.
After Julia's trip to the urgent care for croup, she didn't show any more croup symptoms - Yay!
Monday -
was a baking day for me. I made quiche. Excuse me, Steve doesn't like quiche. Quiche is too sissy. I mean I made a Meaty Egg Cheese Pie (MECHP), which looked and smelled remarkably like quiche. I also started the first day's worth of cooking for the America's Test Kitchen recipe for old fashioned pork roast. I told Steve later that I deserved some sort of award for having to endure the smell of the roast cooking all day without actually getting to eat it that night.
Wednesday -
Julia and I got to go to Paul's preschool to read "Cat in the Hat" to his class. It was a lot of fun. Julia sat nicely in my lap while I read. Afterward, we were allowed to hang around for snack time and recess.
Julia got a lot of positive attention. Miss Garrett commented that Julia looked like she was ready for preschool. That did my heart good, because we are pursuing enrolling her in the program for next year. I think she will have a lot of fun with it. After snack, one of the little boys in the class snagged Julia and showed her around the room. And at recess, one of the other little boys took a turn pushing Julia very nicely on the swing. A third boy announced to me that Paul, Julia, and I were his best buddies FOREVER. It was good to see Paul ripping around the playground with the other boys.
The weather on Wednesday was great for being outside, so in the afternoon we all went out for playtime. At some point Maggie flushed a full sized adult male pheasant from our juniper bush. I am mostly annoyed when I see non-native birds, but I have to admit that I think pheasant's are awesome. It flew through our yard and then I had to retrieve Maggie from the neighbor's yard after she had chased it a while.
Friday -
About 12:20 a.m. Julia woke up with a significant fever and rapid breathing. It wasn't croup, but it was worrisome. She went back to sleep nicely, but in the morning I was about ready to rush her to urgent care again, because I had convinced myself that she MUST have pneumonia. She was coughing up disturbing quantities of yellow goo and her coughing was gagging her and causing her to vomit. We waited for a morning appointment. By the time we got in, her fever was all gone and she was chatty and acting much better. Julia, could you please make mommy look like I'm not a complete spaz? Nevertheless, she was diagnosed with bronchitis and is being treated.
Saturday -
Steve and his dad continued their work on the shelves. It required a trip to WoodCraft AND Home Depot. I think they really just like to go shopping, but it's not manly to admit it.
Julia spent some time with Grandma in the morning while Paul and I went shopping for a birthday present for Tim. We had been invited to Tim's party for Sunday. While we were out, I stopped in a local fish market to see what kind of prices they have. I think that when I told Paul that we were going to a fish market, he was envisioning the pet store with aquariums of interesting things to see. The store itself was quite a letdown. They didn't even have a lobster tank out front. As I was gazing into one of the freezers he told me, "Mommy, this is making me yawn."
Sunday -
After church Julia got to go out to lunch with Grandma and Grandpa. When we asked her later how she liked it, she told us, "I got ice cream and Grandpa ate it." She was smiling when she said it.
Steve helped to lead the first Czech team meeting. We are not traveling to the Czech Republic this year, but Steve is helping to prepare the team. And we have a team! Yay! They are all new to this service, but I'm really excited about the people we have.
Paul and I went to Tim's birthday. It was really great. They had the birthday party at a place that has two gymnasium sized rooms filled with inflatable slides and bouncy rooms. Paul was delighted. I was pretty proud of him too. He did some great climbing. His favorite things were these air cannons that shot small foam balls across a netted room. He pretended to shoot me a couple of times. It was balm to his little boy soul. It was a very well run party too.
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