Well... In a strange turn of events, no new coat for Miles was found. Lisa and he went shopping but couldn't find an acceptable fit. So it's on with the old one - his favorite anyway. At least by going along with Lisa, he figured out that there really isn't a better one out there (at least where they were shopping!) and he'll just have to make due with what he's got. A good lesson I guess - he's lucky to have a good coat anyway. Ah well.
Tonight when I got home from work I was greeted with two cheery hellos and an immediate "hut, hut, HIKE!" Miles and Kate both wanted to play football - so we all practiced our football stances and chased each other around the house for touchdowns. For some reason the "touchdown" can only be accomplished by one complete revolution around the dining room table and a tickle tackle on the rug. I don't care - It's a blast chasing each other around the house. Kate's got a mean look when she gets down in her stance - she got the advantage on both Miles and I because she can get down so low. She's a good open living room tackler too. Love 'em both to no end!
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