We’re hanging out at Chez Turner. Travis is getting much better at sleeping in his bassinet, as well as sleeping longer through the night. Both are welcome achievements, of course. Hallie’s getting more used to the idea of sharing parent time with a brother. She woke up the happiest girl but by the time Travis was on the scene, she became fragile again. Fortunately, it didn’t last.
Hallie and I snuck out to visit the Franklin County Airport, planning to see Greg do some exciting touch-and-gos. By the time we got there, Greg was long gone, abruptly cutting short his practice time. We never did figure out what happened.
Hallie loved looking at the planes, though, and even boldly requested a flight. Not wishing to let this opportunity slide, I asked if we could arrange a discovery flight with her. We were grounded when we found out all the available 172s were rented. Oh well, better luck next time.
I put a new blade on the lawn mower and mowed our new lawn for the first time. To my amazement, I collected four bags of clippings. I didn’t think it had grown that much. It now looks both fantastic and lousy, depending on where your look. The even cut now shows the bare spots better than before. Fortunately, EPM came back last week and reseeded parts of it. At any rate, it looks worlds better than the crabgrass-filled lot we had before.
N.C. State played Georgia Tech and, once again, found a way to lose. Hey, isn’t it basketball season yet?