Father's Day at PNC park was fabulous. Hot, humid and perfect. The Pirates managed to beat the Chicago White Sox and I remembered to put sunscreen on the boys... everyone wins, um, except the White Sox.
Love is flowing here at Chez Mayhem, the Mister's sweater is making progress. The Mister is devoid of sentimentality so I am trying to put as much into each stitch as possible so that he might acquire some through osmosis.
Otherwise, Eldest fell off his bike (gotta love the rights of passage to the two-wheeler) and knocked his front tooth loose which soon began dangling at an angle that gave Mommy the creeps. Aunt Peggy did the honors of yanking it for him. After the $95 dentist bill for the removal of the previous tooth, the Mister is not any more inclined to do the deed but ready to encourage others to do it for free. I am still not woman enough to to it. Thank goodness for a school nurse in the family.
My Hogwarts Sock Swap package is assembled and off to the post office this afternoon. You will have to trust me on this one, I, of course, forgot to take a picture. I will put a link to her blog if she puts up a picture. ugh. so incompetent am I.