Art drew this ‘bird’ to give to his friend Tristan for his birthday.

We are off to the cottage in Wisconsin.  Art remembers it from last summer and couldn't wait to go.  He sat in his seat for almost an hour while we packed up the car.  I used to do the same thing when I was a kid!
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Art is at his first big kid, drop-him-off and go birthday party.  They rented a big blow-up jumping thing and after Ben dropped Art off he said everyone was jumping but Art.  Art wanted Ben to go in with him.  Well, I just got a call, 45 minutes after the party was supposed to be over.  It was Ben.  He said, "Art is impossible to extract from this thing."  I guess he had a good time!!!

We were watching "Coral Seas" a nature show that is in heavy rotation here.  There was a humpback whale "singing".  It was making some high squeaks and then some long, groaning sounds.  Art said, "Maybe he's making a poop!"

As we drove past the cemetery today Art said he wanted to go to the ‘thinking place.’ I realize a while back I had described a cemetery as a place where people go to think about people they love. So later in the evening we rode our bike there and played.

One of many times Art ran down a big hill.

Art is explaining a game to me. Something about, “You have to sit on this rock, then run when I say ready, set, go. Ok Papa? Are you ready?”

Jessica and the boys picked me (and my bike) up from work today.

It was 7:15am. I was about to go back to sleep to catch a few more winks and Ben was about to take Lewis downstairs when we heard this strange pa-dunk, pa-dunk, pa-dunk sound. “What’s that sound?” Ben asked. I thought maybe Art was clunking something on his window… but it was getting louder… closer… Ben went in the hallway and said, “Oh my God! Look who’s here!” It was Tsundi! Tsundi, who doesn’t wake up until 10am on an average day was here, in our house, unbeknown to his parents. He had let himself in and just come upstairs, clunking along in huge winter boots and his pajamas. Art and Tsundi had an amazingly fun time playing with Ben and the sprinkler last night so we think that’s why he probably was anxious to come back. Poor Kunsel, Tsundi’s dad, was at the back door a few minutes later looking quite worried, hoping to find his son. Needless to say, I couldn’t fall asleep after that. What a fun morning surprise!

**Update**
Jessica just called me a work to report that Tsundi had snuck over again today around 2 without his parents knowing. He walked in with his shoes put on backwards and said, “Mama sleeping.”

Jess: “I attached a cheap IKEA basket onto Art’s bike last night (he chose the color) and this morning, first thing, he wanted to go on a bike ride. He collected many things to put in the basket including an etch-a-sketch, trains, the hot-pink sunglasses he got as a birthday party favor at school last week, a ball and, as you can see, a banana.”