Some Things.

Charlie is hell bent on breaking his face, and regularly uses it to cushion his falls. Yesterday I thought he chipped a tooth after he planted his face onto the corner of our very pointy coffee table. It is as if the coffee table manufacture truly hates children; the table's corners come to these incredible sloping points that resemble mountainous ice-picks, and for some reason Charlie really thinks his face is a block of ice in need of a good picking. So after his mouth caught his fall into the ice-pick table, out popped a little white nugget presumably a tooth. Well after further inspection of his mouth, it seemed his teeth were fine. So what did he spit out I wondered. It turned out to be a piece of popcorn that he must have got when he sneaked out to a movie recently, because God knows we haven't had popcorn in this house for months. So I grounded him for sneaking out.

Greta and Charlie are both enrolled in back to back swim lessons at the Marsh in Minnetonka. While the non-existent children's locker room situation is an inconvenience, the 95 degree water more than makes up for it. This way, there are none of those embarrassing "warm spots" left by those inconsiderate incontinent children (and adults alike I should assume). The whole pool is one big "warm spot". Disgusting yet delightfully therapeutic all in the same breath. Greta is a fish and would drown happily if left alone near the water. This fearless stage inspires all kinds of fear in me, and so I cannot let her alone near any open water. Charlie on the other hand seems to be petrified of the water and assumes the role of a boa constrictor on my arm. The 30 minute class is for him an exercise in parent inflicted torture. His expression throughout is one commonly reserved for someone who has been told that their plane is going down and not to panic.

My sister Jennifer and her husband Jeremy are nearly due with their first baby. They are expecting a girl that could be named Jasona, but will likely be named Charlotte Elizabeth. Everyone is excited and eagerly awaiting this new baby. If they continue to live in Kentuky, I would like to suggest some additional vernacular names: Jodene, Amber, Bambi, Baylee-Ann, and Brandene. I hope these help guys.

That's all for today.