Also, our friends Angie and Kyle had their third son, Quinlan.
We had a kitty and a skeleton for Haloween.
My boy is getting really great at setting his toys up in amazing action poses, I think he'll have a great future as a manaquin stylist.
Brookline Church now has it's own gang sign.
And we're now done with soccer. Ave had one goal this year and she had one head shot when she wasn't looking, and she drank a bunch of capri sun and danced around. That's pretty much what sports is all about until you turn 21 anyway. Or 18 if you live in Canada. And yes, that's the Percaset talking as usual so you can't get mad at me.