What To Say?

Gee, not much to share. Thursday we made it back to the Nature Center. Friday we took a family trip up to Boulder to attend a going away party for someone Geoff knew. That was kinda fun, it was at the place where Geoff goes running in Boulder. He took the boys on a short hike. It was a picnic potluck. When we departed, we had a deer walk out in front of the car. It wasn't in any danger of us hitting it, thank goodness.

The weekend was pretty laidback. Saturday night, we had both boys in bed by 7pm. Crazy huh? We partied it up by watching a movie. Then once 10:30pm came, Miles was waking up twice an hour until 5am. I don't know what his issue was, but I fed him at 5, then the two of us slept until 8:30am.

I started working on Miles' stocking, and I'm making good progress.

On tap for this week, doctor appointments for Miles and myself. I'll likely aim to get out to the Nature Center again.

I'm going to close with a quote from Meet The Fockers.

Bernie Focker: Do you want me to be macho wacho?
Greg Focker: Dad, have I ever said the words macho wacho to you?