Up in Vail this past weekend, we're in shops because I'm searching for a hat to keep the sun off of my dome. This one shop has a bin of ski hats for cheap and Griffin's trying them on. He grabs one, pulls it onto his head, and says, "I like this one, Daddy."

"Let's see," I tell him, and with his knit hat pulled over his surfer hair, he turns to me, strikes a rapper pose, and says simply, "Yo."

Needless to say, we bought him the hat.

Berit and Rowan have spent this week in a short theater camp. They both have big roles and songs to sing, and the performance is tomorrow. Should be a lot of fun.

Berit, by the way, is almost finished with Harry Potter 5. And when I say "almost finished" I mean she has fewer than 300 pages to go. Well, it is a 900 page book.

Rowan is really into me reading Harry Potter 1 to her right now. I'm into it too.

Was throwing the baseball with Griffin tonight, and you know he's actually catching it when he tries! He's definitely not as scared of it as he was, and he's certainly not as scared of it as Rowan still is, especially since I accidentally hit her with it once.

Harry Potter for President campaign and the "Potter Weasley 08" Stickers that go with it!