Today was an embarrassingly good day, for the reason that my "work" day consisted of a couple hours of work in the morning, then a long cruise around Lake Minnetonka to celebrate my division's fiscal year. (In brief, we raised more money for Carleton than ever before.) The weather was great, the food and drink was delicious, the company was excellent, and the lake scenery was wonderful.
Literally the second I walked in the door when I got home after this exhausting day, Julia ran up and asked, "Daddy, was there a captain on the boat?" My answer elicited a couple more questions then, and a torrent of queries over dinner: "What was the captain's name? Did he have friends? Duzeehavegasseseon? What color was his hat? Were there waves on the water? What did you eat for lunch? What kind of fruit was in the fruit salad? Did you like the dessert?" I half expect to discover a highly-detailed essay entitled "How My Daddy Spent His Wednesday" under her pillow tomorrow morning.