Memorial Day

For Memorial Day, the boys and I cleaned out closets, had a picnic in the park, and went out for ice cream (and sorbet). Scott started a rotation at the hospital this week. Last night he was practicing blood pressure checks on me. Today he said he had lectures about psychiatry, so I probably got some sort of psychiatric evaluation tonight without even realizing it. I wonder if I passed. There has been some construction nearby lately, so Bruce and I have been watching backhoes and bulldozers and such for the past few days. He has learned a few more important words: "dozers" (bulldozers), "copter" (helicopter), and "backhoe" (he's had this one down for a few weeks). We went to the library today and picked up a few more books about trucks.

Photos by Ellen.