Single Dad

With Laurin and Grandma off to California for a long weekend of fun in the rain, the girls and I struggled to survive the 80 degree sunny days last weekend in Indianapolis. We had cookouts with friends, watched soccer, went to multiple parks, and had a pretty good time. If you just keep them moving, they never have time to think of things to whine/fight about. Now, if we could just get rid of Sanna's nightmares and Riley's bladder alarm that goes off every morning at 5, things would be perfect.

Spring Fling

The first 70 degree day of the year apparently means you throw on your favorite dress when you get home and jump on the deck while singing at the top of your lungs. The shirtless old man next door picking up dog poop must have really enjoyed being serenaded by these two mini Michael Jacksons. Hopefully we have many more days like this.