I don't know how to explain this to him.

This has been the amusement of choice for the last two days, but there's not much to do. I'm hoping he'll be okay with a rake, as soon as I find one his size that doesn't look like a deadly weapon (really, functional pointy metal tines, Target? Really?)

(just a quick interlude of currentness... the Minnesota travelogue will return shortly)

The Games Boys Play

Clarks have a son a couple of years older than Eamon, so visiting them makes for a fun time for E as well. I'll spare you the video of the running light saber battle, and I'm sad about how poorly the camera handled this, but - for your Friday pleasure: boys having fun.
Eamon can't resist a pool table. Baby nine ball came back and he talked about cue balls all weekend. Still does, actually.
He's also still "playing hockey" with random sticks (or forks) after this. As you can see, Brian is mid-construction in the background, and I wouldn't be surprised if a few pucks are a permanent part of the entertainment center now.



'Twas but a flesh wound!

To say the least, we all had a great time.

Go, Avs!

While we were in Minnesota, we got to join Clarks for a hockey game. Eamon's third night with a babysitter (and his second that week!), so we were a little anxious, but he was a trooper and we had fun!

Of course, as happens every time Ray and I see the Avs play the Wild, one of us has a little more fun than the other. Go Avs!
Thanks to Clarks for a fantastic idea and a fun night!