Thursday, April 22, 2010

How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon.

Jim has always bee a really good dad. One of the most important Dad qualities is how they perform as either a) a climbing post, or b) a dancing bear, or c) both simultaneously.
I kind of loved the afternoon light in my parent's living room. It's relaxing. When I came home, Melinda was surprised I hadn't taken any naps. It's usually so easy to just find a patch of sunshine and close your eyes. Like a dog. Or a rabbit.

There was temporary interest in a game of cranium. We played by the wrong rules. And the nephews didn't know who Walter Cronkite was. And I didn't remember any of Fonzi's catchphrases. But Carl did a great impression of the Fonz. And Ryan drew dreadlocks.
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