Well, I got plenty of exercise, today, but not much decluttering. Did send a couple of small things home with Morgan and he and I sort of finished cleaning out my little desk where he then sat and asked me to tell him a story which he wrote down, word for word. It's good practice for his writing and spelling. We dug out some really old books which I've been saving for when he was ready, old Uncle Wiggly's and Billy Whiskers (one of which will be 100 in 2013, he was impressed by that.)

Exercise included an indoor-modified small ball soccer, then we moved outside with a regular sized ball, but I didn't do a lot except kick the ball back to him and try to block it coming at my chair. Ha!We also played baseball with a lightweight red ball and cushioned bat he's had for year. Again, he hit it clear over to the neighbour's yard, got it stuck in the branches of one of our big trees, and hit it over the roof of our house to the backyard. I finally had to tell him I am not a seven year old playmate and we'd have to chill for a bit. He was sweet and good, but eight hours had me worn out. A good supper with a nice shower after has restored me, though and I am eager for tomorrow.

Rog is planning on working in the front yard, getting weeds knocked down, grass mowed, etc. before it gets too hot. Morgan and I will help. Then it's off to exercise class and coumadin clinic, the grocery store and home.

G'night,

kat