It's so cute the way Hanna plays with her dolls sometimes. Lately, she'll have me hold her doll, or she'll put it down in a chair or something, then she'll put a purse on her shoulder and maybe one of her other bags, and she'll say "I'll be right back, going to grocery store" then says bye to the doll and will walk out of the room for a bit. Then she'll come back and in this real tender voice she says to the doll "Hi! Mommy's back! How are you!" and she'll kiss it, etc... Funny.

Last night I took the kids over to the lake. Wasn't terribly warm, but warmer than it has been, so I said phooey to the weather gods and went anyway. John went swimming for a little bit, but the water was a mite chilly so he didn't stay in near as long as he usually does. And I didn't go in either. They played on the playground set for awhile then.

On Friday night, we decided to use a free one-time pass at the Y, so we went swimming there. The kids loved that. We went down the water slide a jillion times. My legs were actually a little sore the next day from walking up those steps so many times, though it was a sign too that I'm a little out of shape. They liked playing in the fountain and water mushroom too. We'll probably join this fall, and then we can go swimming lots of times. They'll like that.

Rhonda had picked up a little swing seat from some rummage sale, and yesterday Ramsey put some ropes up in the oak tree between the patio and flower beds in the backyard, and hung the swing from a branch. Oh the kids loved swinging in that. Because the ropes are so long, it was a loooooooong arc, it's almost like a fair ride. I'm sure we'll do that a lot.

Also, I got my bike down (finally) and the little pull behind cart and took the kids for a ride. Our little foot pump broke, and Rhonda got another hand pump from Walmart, so I pumped up all the tires as best I could, but that pump isn't very good. So, I stopped by the Holiday station and used their air hose. My back tire is warped or something, it keeps rubbing against the frame. We stopped by Sand Park (north of us). I hadn't been there all year. It's so dry there, there are pricklys, as I discovered too late, and both John and I got poked in the feet. He cried for awhile, poor guy. I had carried Hanna, so she didn't get poked.

Vijay Singh won the PGA yesterday. He shot a 76 in the last round. The fact that he still won indicates how poorly everyone else did. No one could hit a putt to save their life. That Whistling Straits course, though, looks great, perched along the shore of Lake Michigan. Very much like a links course in Britain.