dreary day

Just a sleepy, cloudy day here. Tristan was delighted that it rained yesterday so that he could use his Bob the Builder umbrella that his Aunt Anne gave him. Today it's kind of chilly...maybe I will get around to figuring out what to do about some of our draftiness.

We may end up doing something about the bathroom before we'd planned to. The cold water faucet for the tub just decided to quit working...I was able to rig it to work, but now taking a shower involves a vice grips. Tristan has also been asking to take a bath; he got spoiled when we stayed in a hotel in Shreveport. For now, he does understand, though. I do think I'm going to be calling around for various estimates this week. I am kind of excited by the possibility of DIY'ing part of it, but I definately don't want to get in over my head.

After playing on his road mat with his Oma last Friday, Tristan has decided that he has a new favorite game: "car aka-dent!" He assigns his playmate a truck or car, takes one for himself, and chases his prey around the mat, mercilessly running into them repeatedly while yelling, "Car aka-dent! Car aka-dent!" If his police car or fire engine is brought in to break things up, it is subjected to the same rough treatment with raucous laughter.

Geez, who'd have thought that a boy would be so...boyish?