Everyone got up and going early this morning for soccer. It wasn’t Noah’s best game but he did try. My father had a negative on and after I turned and scolded him a third time to be constructive and quit criticizing, he threatened never to come to the games again. Suuuure. The two boys went home with my father to help him get his yard mowed. It’s not child abuse, they have a riding mower and the kids think it’s fun. Amy came home and napped. Now she has removed all her clothing and is running around happily as though her clothes were really weighing her down. I had been considering taking her outside but I guess we’d better stay in if she’s going to have some ummm, clothing-free time.