Going to 4-yr-old grandson Parker's soccer game this morning. I think later they'll break up and play positions, but for now they all just play "mob", as in wherever the ball goes, the mob follows. It's 45 degrees this morning with a breeze. That should wake everyone up.
Later we're going on a search for food trucks, probably downtown. Looks like Luke the Wonder Dog is coming along, too. There are always lots of dogs there, which should thrill him....unless any of them try to get too close.
Then he does an admirable imitation of a greyhound chasing that little mechanical rabbit around the racetrack.
After that....gee....lemme think. Oh yes! Football, or as K calls it, #$%^&* football. :)