Howdy from Indiana

We're hanging out in Indiana for a little grandparent-assisted R&R right now. Dada handed off his class to another professor at a time that neatly coincided with Fall Break at Isaac's school. So here we are, taking advantage of this nifty opportunity toescape to the midwest and into the arms of four overly willing babysitters.

We're hanging out at Mamaw and Dadaw's today, running around outside in the gloriously fall-like sub-60-degree weather, helping Dadaw at his workshop, and for three out of four of us, getting uber-stylin' haircuts from Mamaw. Right now the little people are snoring upstairs. Isaac fell asleep in Dadaw's arms about an hour ago, and I am biding my time as I help my hair remember the color it should be, with chemical assistance. There are rumors afloat that we're having dinner at the Olive Garden, and it will be an affront to Dadaw's very being if I offer to pay. Bliss!

Yesterday we luxuriated in the presence of Meemaw and Poppop, who also bought us dinner and chased the boys around the house in Olympic fashion. After both boys realized that Meemaw was their willing slave, Meemaw herself enjoyed being chased around by a two person chorus yelling "Meemaw! MEEMAW!" all night long. And then Poppop took me out and bought some beer for the big people. Why don't we live closer again?

Today Uncle Chrissy is taking his Step II Clinical Skillstest, an 8-hour, hands-on test with actors pretending to be patients at a hospital in Chicago. Good luck to you, future Dr. Uncle Chrissy!

Tomorrow my three boys and I will hit the Children's Museum, and then Saturday we have an O'Neal family reunion of sorts, where we will introduce my babies to all manner of the extended family that resulted from Dada's paternal grandparents having fourteen children. These things are nice in that we have things to accomplish, but lots of time for goofing off and relaxing.

I'll try to post pictures if I get the chance, but history suggests otherwise. Oops, gotta go -- time to rinse!