After braving a week of swim lessons in 50 degree weather (while Daniel and I melted in Houston), the Molly and Charlie enjoyed about 4 hours, and I'm not exaggerating, of swimming under the hot sun in the blow up pool we resurrected from the attic.
School is out and Daniel and I took a trip to Houston to visit friends (including a Stormtrooper we lost touch with a long time ago in a Galaxy far, far away)and see the Space Center .