It really wasn’t a bad thing, so I don’t mean to describe it as such. It was actually oddly reminiscent of about THREE DAYS AGO on Scotty’s birthday. Two year olds, like many professional athletes and movie stars, think everything is about them. But Ben will grow out of it, the others need more help. And thank God Ben’s transformation is right around the corner. That little genius will be a mature three years old in just 11 days.

But now everyone is asleep. For the oldest in this pack, I seem to have the most stamina. Steph and I just got back from the fitness center (we went there at 10) because now that she is a college athlete being coached by someone else, she apparently is completely dedicated to her workout routine. She runs like a gazelle, and I know that because I saw one this morning.

So I will type this and head to bed. Tomorrow I am not sure where we are going, because it is Father’s Day and just like on my birthday………..I am not in charge. But who cares? I am enjoying myself, and even if I wasn’t, I am just too old to really care!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!