Piccal

The Pits – I drove Turner and Yui to our Scouts meeting tonight. On the way home we drove by a house in Brookfield that has pretty cool Halloween decorations. The boys seemed to like it, and the heat lightning

The Pits – Traci’s father had to be taken to the hospital. He had fallen at our house when they visited on Friday and throughout the weekend he has had trouble moving his legs. She visited him this morning while

We started off the day at Lowe’s for their Build & Grow Kids Clinic where the boys built a Halloween Birdhouse. They actually did pretty good and it went much smoother than last time. As we were leaving, I talked

I’m not even going to do a Peak/Pit today. Not to be all negative, but today was a horrible day overall. The worst day in recent memory. It was a fitting end to this blah week. Numerous problems popped up

The Pits – Birds have been tampering with the ductwork in our attic. As I was repairing this, precariously poised on the rafters, Weston makes his way up into the attic to show me the LEGO truck he’d built. The

The Pits – None. The Peaks – I have a fitness session coming up at a local gym. Today I swung by to meet the owner and scout out the place.

The Pits – One of the Tiger Scouts lost their neckerchief slide while we were doing a quick hike outside in the dark. However, after the meeting Turner and I, joined by our assistant leader and his son, scouted out

The Pits – Hearing “How much longer?” asked over and over again on the way to my parents’ house. The Peaks – We visited my family today as a second half to Turner’s birthday weekend. He’s been interested in using