I vow to run but the treadmills at the Y were all full. I settled for the last empty elliptical.
Half full: I worked out
I imagined 1.5 hours of hardcore sweaty, giggling energy burn at Family Gym. Jules spent most of the time working the water fountain. Some pint-sized punk walked up to Kai and kept pushed him hard (totally unprompted) just before running off to steal a little girl's juice box. After that, Kai clung to my leg.
Half full: The boys did run and jump and roll...
|Quarter-full, dammit. They're taunting me.|
I was looking forward to returning the Diego video we've watched a gazillion times in two weeks (we renewed). We forgot the library bag at home.
Half full: Kai had a blow-out, and the library has a bathroom; we ran into Ken and Stacy in the childrens' reading room
Half full: Those Bronco guys must be super psyched.
Full: Jon made some kick-ass lasagna (plus one to freeze for our friends who just had a baby).
Full: We went on a slippery family "night walk," well-lit by a full - or fullish - moon.
Better than I thought...