The kids love wearing sunglasses. They do so almost all the day.



There is a park near our house that has a train for kids to ride. As you might imagine, Aidan loves riding it, and watching it steam (though there is no steam) by.


The kids are going bigger and bigger every day, as Aidan would say. Addie has developed a propensity for injury. She either bumps into a table, or falls off the coach, or smashes her fingers in a door, or pinches her hand in her sunglasses, at least once every 35 minutes. She is our little bucket of poor luck. Aidan is trying to become a photocopy of me. If I wear sandals, he wants to wear sandals. If I wear tennis shoes, he wants to wear tennis shoes. If I change clothes, he needs to change clothes, If I walk within 2 feet of the door, he asks, "Where are you going,Dad?" Every time I step outside, even if it is simply to take the trash out, he is right there with me. He is my little man. Sonya has already wrapped her little fingers around me. Nearly every time I look at her, she gives me a big smile. She is utterly adorable. Right now, however, she is screaming because she wants me to hold her, I think. Jenni is out with her mom, so I am holding down the house.
Work has been fun. I am continuing to get the hang of everything. Almost every day I encounter a new situation. Rather, I should say almost every day the students figure out a new way to trick me. It is a fun game we play. I make them upset by not letting them do something, such as setting fire to the furniture, and they attempt to make me look like a cruel fiend who violates their rights. For those who aren't aware, a right is anything you want to do. I am continuing to get bulked up. In a few short weeks I should be able to bench press our multi-passenger vehicle.
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