When I was a kid, if you landed a girlfriend, you gave her an ID bracelet with your name on it; today it seems to suffice to give her your well worn gym t-shirt with your last name on the back (I presume Alex washed it first.) Last evening the kids went out to explore the neighborhood which consisted of timing the walk from here to the house where Alex's girlfriend lives; Rachel reported that she was wearing Alex's shirt and they held hands the entire time. She also showed them a nearby park when they can take the dogs on walks, with a playground, tennis courts, and basketball court.

This weekend they're having friends over to swim (I hope they don't mind freezing because the water hasn't heated up all the way yet) and Char and I are going to do as little as possible, other than feed them all. Packers were here today and finished a two day job in one, and Monday everything will be loaded and moved.

If Char and the kids stay as happy about this as they are, it'll be worth the major pain in the ass it's been to get this done.