Despite his bumbling parents, Adam seems to be a happy child. Saturday night was a case in point. We were giving the boy his diurnal bathing when he gave us the slip. Due to his head’s position, in relation tile and granite border of the shower, it was a bad time to gain his freedom.

One thing we’ve learned from this is that it’s amazing how fast a little kid can shed a nasty bruise on his face. That, and we need to be a little surer of our grip from now on.

I was sitting at my desk doing the Motrin maraca, when I was given pause by a premonition. One day they’re going to decide that Ibuprofen is bad for you and I’m going to be in big trouble. In the mean time, Motrin anyone?

Beth finally got her iPod on Friday. We ordered it early last week and tracked in it from China (with a little help from the FedEx web site). It’s hot pink, has Beth’s name engraved on it, and is everything Beth was hoping for in a portable music player. She totes it around the house like a trophy almost non-stop. No, she hasn’t listened to a whole lot of music on it – but she does carry it around a lot.