Well, for the 7th year in a row, the Timberpuppies lose in the first round of the playoffs. Ugh. Tonight the Wild take to the ice again for Game 4, after losing a snoozer of Game 3.

I told John it will be my birthday next week, and so lately he's been singing Happy Birthday to me. The whole song, and on key! (Happy Birthday, dear Daddy.... sniff) And then he says "cake". He just wants to eat birthday cake. And I told him it is Grandpa's birthday soon too, so I'm sure he'll enjoy singing Happy Birthday to Grandpa.

Took the kids to the park last night. While pushing John in the swing, Hanna was wandering around, and ate some dirt. Hey! I thought girls were dainty and didn't do things like eat dirt.