Pax, Amor, et Lepos in Iocando

While I work on the look of this blog, I'd like to take a minute to describe how proud I am of my oldest.

'Course as soon as I say that, I realize I can't. Last night, the night before he started kindergarten, I looked at him and got one of those warm fuzzies that old Long Distance commericals were trying to conjure up. The lil' dude is smart, I'll give you that--always thought so. But to see him handling fairly well everything we threw at him today--that's something different. I can't put it into words--but it was fairly special.