Day One

Sometimes Daddies have to play frisbee with one hand.





One little girl, two little girls, three little girls .. more :)

We are approaching the weekend. Normally I feel exhilarated at having made it through the week with limited casualties. This evening, however, I must say that I am not looking to Saturday morning with my usual enthusiasm. J, M and the girls arrived yesterday and will, most likely, head back to Boone tomorrow. It should feel cramped to have 4 adults and 4 little girls, plus an Oliver, all sharing our space. Yet somehow it never does. Also, Stephen will be headed back to school on Monday - Boo squared.

We are watching the Star Trek movie. It's pretty good.. I can see what all the fuss was about - though I wish I knew a bit more about the original so that I could enjoy a knowledgeable chuckle when appropriate. Alas the only Star Trek I ever indulged in was Star Trek: The Next Generation which I watched with John when we stayed at Gram's overnight. So I had a mad crush on Wesley but don't really get who the guy with the Russian accent is on this movie...? Is this a young Scotty? As in... "Beam me up Scotty!" ..? This is unclear. What is clear is that I definitely need to make sure we have a fireplace in our home of tomorrow. I seem to have a thing for warm feet.. you know to the point at which you have to move them from the heat source before you do serious damage? I am laying here with my feet pressed against a space heater.

Well, I'm really glad we did this. We must do it again sometime.