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Point Mallard went very well yesterday. We arrived as they opened, found a great spot to set up camp, and both of the boys had a blast in the kid area. Calvin stumbled upon a boy about his size and two of them teamed up to explore the play area. Nigel spent some quality time on the "beach" playing with the sand. The wave pool was met with some reserved joy. It took a while, but I was able to get Calvin to let me hold him as I waded to where the waves were cresting around 4 feet from the bottom. His face would get splashed but not too much when the waves crashed against our bodies. After 3 hours there, we were all thoroughly worn out.

Today as I walked to my car on the way to the office, I pulled up some weeds and stopped. I looked at the yard. I looked at the sky. I felt the wind blowing on my face. I then turned around, changed clothes, and spent the morning mowing my yard. It was the first time for me to do so in a couple of months. There is nothing like a cut and edged yard to make me feel proud.

...damn, my dad really perverted me with his lawn obsession.