Good Friday

There isn't a ton to report about yesterday. Most of the day was beautiful, so Amanda took the kids to the playground. The highlight for Noah was splashing in the Black Creek and throwing rocks in it. He napped on the way home, so he didn't take a nap at home.

Fortunately, my boss sent us home at 3:30 to get a jump start on the Easter weekend. That got me home in time to hear the good parts of the Indians game yesterday while getting supper ready.

I was going to give the kids a bath, but we had a nasty thunderstorm roll through then. I'll do it today. It's going to be a little strange going to church on the Saturday before Easter. 51 weeks of the year this doesn't matter much, but it does seem weird to go to church before the stone was rolled away from the tomb.