I hate doing any of the clean-up detail. All those poisons just flowed right out of my pores and onto my shirt. I also got all the butt-ends of the bread they were cutting. I'm encouraging the demise of the air rats some call pigeons by overfeeding them. So I've gotten back from Ohio in one piece.
Babies are strange creatures.
There was much conversation regarding math, computers, England, the Brontes, and the like. Then we went to another Lutheran church for a luncheon spread. I spent the evening playing cards and talking with Mark's older brother Wayne and looking after Ian while Trevor and Lori got one of their few chances in 11 weeks to go out without him. That's got to be rough. I got a good upper body workout doing baby curls.