There isn't too much going on around here. A trip to the beach, which ended up being Ben and me. Jessica has decided she doesn't like the beach because their are sharks. Sharks can smell blood a mile away. Mind you, she isn't bleeding and doesn't have a cut. There have been sleepovers, late nights, movies and games. You may be asking what does the above picture have to do with anything. Our son shot a hole in his friends window with a BB gun. The dad was cool about it and I left it to Rad to deal with. He has been told not to shoot at the house, windows, people. He now understands why.(The above picture isn't the hole, I got it through Google. I'm told the hole didn't go through and it has cracks.)
