Fidgety and Dreaming of Fish

-Penn and our neighbor, Helena, reveling in each other's two-year-oldness; kicking in the sandbox, and Penn fetching water inside to make puddles in which to splash socked feet
-Carter scootering in his batman cape
-Penn hugging me tightly around my neck for minute upon minute upon sweet, little minute saying, "You're in jail, Mommy." Finally letting go, he says, "You're out of jail." 
-Feeling kid crazy all day long - making thunder with our feet, singing "Ta ra ra boom de ay", and galloping around like a kindergartener (they are definitely on to something!)

"The fire's that way!"
"Aye, aye, matey!"