Alaska or bust

It is a good, good day. The cold snap finally hit (now we are 40-50's which was a pretty good snap from 90's over the weekend), but more importantly Dad is in the house...WOOHOO! Tom had the great privilege of spending a few days in Alaska with one of his best friends, Matt. You can ask them for details about the tent that collapsed the first night out, the lean-to they built to survive the next week, the elk Matt got, the bear that came into their campsite, and the beautiful scenery they experienced. I, for one, was a little scared by some of those details and don't want to know more than I have to at this point. I'm just really, really thankful he's home safe, they had a good trip and they'll have years to retell it to me.

P.S. Know that my hesitation in flushing out the details is inversely proportional to the boys interest...Dad has gone to the superhero status (then again, I think he was already there and then some in their minds). Maddie only cared that Dad properly complimented her new shoes ("they're pink") and Isaac, of course, just keeps on saying "Da" (but not "Ma"...who's been in the trenches with you here, my boy?!!)!