Labor Day weekend in the yoop. Here's what happened:
1. Babes met. In this case it was our youngster and little Leo. Bre and Greg shared their bundle of joy with us and the two guys hung out on a blanket under an oak tree and kicked away. Campin' buddies already...
2. I waterskiied in the rain and liked it even though it was like skiing while being shot with BBs. I also waterskiied in the not rain and liked that more. Huzzah the O'Brien that's older than me.
3. I did stand-up paddling in the high wind. I mostly did kneel-down paddling and at one point the tip of the board cleared a wave and the wind caught the whole rig and flipped me over.
4. Relatives were seen. Like whoa.
5. Carter flew on an airplane but didn't like it as much as he likes 'daddy arm-length airplane.' He was a champ on all legs and layovers, so we'll probably try that again sometime.
6. Dairy Flo. Culver's concrete. The new 513 T Road. Jet service. Pictures and videos. Swimming in the lake while lamenting change. Rolling baby. Skipping stones. Fall. Salads with marshmallows. Big12Ten in the background. Have one on us.
7. Back to work. Sigh.