"A pretty nice little Saturday, actually."

I remember the days when Saturday meant sleeping in, deciding which games to watch, and then going out. Here is what today's looked like:

* Get the boy up and fed.
* Assemble his Christmas gift Batman Big Wheel since it is finally nice enough to use it.
* Take the boy for a hair cut.
* Pick up some new clothes for the kids because they are both growing like weeds.
* Get a few groceries for tonight.
* Get home, get everyone fed.
* Fill up the car.
* And get it washed.
* Pick up some birthday stuff for A.J. at Target, along with some pajamas for Courtney since she has outgrown practically every pair she now has.
* Grab some big quantity items at Sam's Club.
* Stop at Kroger to pick up two things I forget to get earlier. I now have a brain like a marshmallow, and if I don't write things down on my list, I almost always forget them.
* Come home. Five minutes of down time to check email and write this before both of the kids will be up. This will probably be followed by:

* Snack time.
* Outside play time.
* World War III when we announce that outside play time is ending.
* Cook dinner.
* Eat dinner.
* Slyly convince AJ to eat something green that grew in the ground at dinner.
* Bath time.
* Story time.
* Bed time.
* Clean up or laundry for a bit.
* Then, finally, relax.

And this is now a typical Saturday. I'm not complaining, just observing how much things change. Do they still have one dollar drafts at Balboa Cafe in Tempe???