Late Summer Summary

Regarding the weekend, there's not much to add beyond what Shannon's already posted: great weather, fun with new friends, tons of time with the girls (even if Julia was a bit sick). I did chip in one little comment there, though, and I'd be remiss in my paternal duties if I didn't mention that my heart practically pops from my chest when I hear Genevieve chanting her new favorite word: "Dada Dada Dada!" On the way to the grocery store, she kept saying it as a question, and apparently waiting for me to say, "Yes, honey?" before saying it again and again and again. That won't get old for a long, long time.

I took advantage of the good weather to go rollerskiing each afternoon, the only way to solve the problem posed by increasingly early dusks, which make it too dangerous to ski in the evening. Though fun and effective, both workouts were also a bit traumatic for me and the innocent grasshoppers I slaughtered. Big green, tiny black, or medium brown: they were all omnipresent on the roads and I left many, many of them squashed in my tracks. Hocus pocus, another dead locust.

Forecast: Significant blowing and drifting, with the possibility of heavy accumulation in rural areas.