This was taken right before these two left for The Boy's first ever baseball game a few weeks ago. It's topical since the Cards are in the playoffs again tonite. I had to sneak upstairs to escape Matt's muttering & pacing. He did not appreciate my laughter. I'm going to try to finish the same TV show I've been watching for three nights now. Does falling asleep 5 minutes into a show mean I'm old - or leading a full & exciting (& exhausting?) life? Just the exhausting part?