Me, Daddy

07:40

Home waiting for M to get home. The cat is sitting on the back of the chair staring out the window at the birds in the front yard. His strong instinct to go after the birds and the realization that he can never get them must be causing some turmoil in his tiny brain. Poor cat.

Speaking of brains, mine is mush and I desperately need a new one. I am sure that if I did find a new one, I wouldn't be able to afford it. My next option is to fix the one that I have. Anyone out there know how to fix a brain that has turned to mush?

19:25

A little while ago, J shut my daughter H's finger in the door. Of course she was in pain and crying. J was so upset that he ran off crying also. There was only a little blood and some skin pulled off, but nothing major. A bandaid and a shot of Motrin made things better. Now she is running around the house with her older sister aparently no worse for the wear.

I am watching Great Planes on the Military Channel. The featured aircraft is the B-17 Flying Fortress. Bombers don't turn me on as much as fighters do, but it is interesting none the less.

Tomorrow we are going to my sister-in-law's 50th birthday party. I am hoping that are van will get us there and back without any problems. It hasn't failed us yet. I just have to remember to check the air in the tires.