I suck at updating. There's so much to say. We've visited Venice, had a little party, had a big party, gotten staples in G's head and had them taken out, gone to Tampa on Amtrak, and I certainly want to record all of the details for posterity.

But for today, just a quick story.

Last night Mike was reading Greyson one of his recent favorite books - Tonka Trucks Night and Day. There's a page with images of the kinds of trucks that might be at a music festival - a catering truck, a tour bus, a garbage truck, etc.

Greyson says "Someone forgot their vitars" (read guitars). Mike says "yeah, those are the guitars for the rock stars who are on the bus.

Greyson: "Where are the stars? Where are the rocks?"

So literal.