It's been a very nice week. No one was sick. The weather was pleasant. Ahhh. Finally. This is the kind of week I like, the kind where life gets into its groove.
The kids have been taking advantage of the playground across the street. Baseball is the big theme. After all, Harry got his uniform the other day, and the baseball parade, starting the season, is Saturday.
Yesterday, they got their dad to pitch to them for awhile before dinner. He needed a bit of convincing. But a good time was had by all.
And we're supposed to have a nice weekend too.
Trust me, I'm not taking this for granted. I am appreciating every minute of it.