A great day

Today was fantastic. We started with blackberry banana pancakes in anticipation of The Mission's famous ones. We all went to church which makes my heart smile. The gospel was about Jesus healing a young girl who had died. The homily was about evil. It was good, good stuff to think about. One woman in the congregation said that evil was "Godlessness." He (the priest) defined it as the absence/lack of good or love. He also stated that evil doesn't really exist as it's own entity because God didn't create evil. God created good. It was hopeful, I think. Anyway, I digress.

We returned from church and the girls quickly ran out the door with our neighbor to go get a Wii game. They went to Target with strict instructions (and my AMEX card) to get bleach and a new slip 'n' slide. They did pretty well. Olivia managed to talk the neighbor into a new school bag (which she really did need) and Meg got a $3.48 toy that was on clearance. Not too bad. I got to run some errands alone while George held down the fort. I love going out by myself. It's no secret. I wasn't as successful as I had hoped but it was still nice to be out on my own. We headed to the pool afterward for dinner and swimming. Olivia practiced her bellyflopping diving, Meg just swam and burped and swam and burped and Will wandered around as usual. We only made one trip to stare and point at the vending machine.

After dinner, we ran down the road to the fireworks tent to load up for the coming weekend. I was explaining to Meg what sparklers were. She kept forgetting what they're called so she called them Lite Brites. Even though we've corrected her, the name has stuck and now she keeps asking for the Lite Brites. I waited in the car with Will while the girls shopped with George. I won't tell you what the grand total was for the large sack of Lite Brites. George's inner child and the salesman's great descriptions of the fireworks were a force to be reckoned with.

And, of course, we had to go to sonic across the street for an ice cream afterward. Oh what a night. (By the way, they have something there on the menu that cracked me up. It's called a CroisSonic.)

Oh, and does anyone beside my mom read my blog? Just curious.