Sunday morning, the kids are watching “Sky High”, M is back to sleep after waking early with N. I already worked out (just twenty minutes, but on a higher resistance), showered, ate breakfast, and read some of the paper. The temps are still obscenely low, below zero, but the sun is shining through the curtains. I like the morning light in winter.

Last night N and I stayed home while M and the others attended a fundraiser for a local playground. N played Crusaders on the computer before dinner. He and I ate (fake chicken nuggets for him, salad for me) before heading upstairs to play. We built with legos and read a few books before he fell asleep. He was kind of wired so we lay in bed for a good thirty minutes, chatting, looking up through the skylights. After his eyes closed I moved to the other room and read Murakami until I fell asleep. T and S woke me when they arrived home, excited about winning a couple options, but I fell back asleep without a problem.

I’m looking forward to a quiet day. Football later. Books and poetry.