So, it’s 6/6/06…creepy! I’m such the superstitious type that it does have meaning for me. What I would love to do is to get a sitter and embrace the day by taking Dee to see the remake of “The Omen” but the final game of the Softball College World Series is tonight and we are not going to miss that! No way!

Levi (man that still is weird to type) is a mosquito magnet and got a bite right under his eye and it’s all swollen and red. It looks like a prize fighter, youch. He’s surely proud of his new bed and can’t stop talking about it. It’s worked out pretty great so far.

We went out to Casa Rojas last night, what a production. It was fun, Mary and Alice and Mary O’Connor all came. The boys were pretty good, but Trey started squealing toward the end and it was time to go. Got them home and had to deal with the bed changes but that went pretty smoothly.

Looks like the weather’s going to hold..thinking we’ll get out the bounce house and get them exhausted so Dee and I can sit back and watch the game in peace tonight, as the kids will be all worn out. One can dream, right?