Another weekend. More rain.

This is the way a Daddy looks when it rains for three consecutive weekends.

No worries. We're headed over to Uncle Bob's house to see Lily! Wooohoo! Robby was psyched.

Okay, name that emotion. Robby is happy. But Lily? Is it fear? Excitement? Did she just poop?

Later at home, Robby, Ben & I wrestled a bit. When we wrestle these days, I keep thinking about the story Mary told me about, how at the hospital a father came in because he was wrestling with his two little kids, and I think one of the kids jumped on him and ruptured his spleen or something. Uh, not so rough buddy.

After the kids went to bed, I watched the step by step DVD for building
tomorrow's little project.