Day 4

The day got a great start, live Monaco Formula 1 race. Wilmer and I watched the comeback of Ferrari. He was giving his full support to our own Kimi Raikkonen. See the picture on the left of Wilmer sitting in "Kimi's Ferrari". He raced that thing around the house so much that the rest of had to fear for our toes. Supposedly, he needed more downforce and would have appreciated the double diffusor in the back.
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Next was up some "stupie" action. Danny, Maaret, Wilmer and I set out to conquer the local track and do some 400 m sprints. Why? Good question, will let you know the answer once it becomes clear. Regardless, we managed to do enough to be sore the next day. Wilmer showed to us that he is no wuss and completed 2 full laps without stopping! He was sweating and panting and so proud that he ran with daddy and Danny. While walking out from the track we noticed that we were surrounded by probably 150-200 Mexicans who had congregated at the High Point Athletic Complex to play their Sunday league soccer games. Couldn't help but think about the swine flu.
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We are here to party! Don't have to ask Wilmer twice, whether he wants to have one or not. Colyer Lab congregated again at Missy's and Danny's and Wilmer ate his burger with a big smile and a great appetite. He capped his dinner with a huge piece of strawberry cake made from yesterday's pickings. Of course, it was fun to play hockey, soccer, and games with Ethan, Luke, Zoe, and the big boy Eli. Wilmer got popped on the wrist with a hockey stick and after a short cry promised to come back with a tackle! That's the spirit, son. The more adults of us talked about strollers, diapers, how time goes by so fast, sports, cars, flower business, little chemistry, and how to pick the best snow mobile for Cathy and Frank for their move up to snowbelt. Great night, as usual. Mike was even dressed in his trademark suspenders.
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French Open! Day without sports, what's that? We shared some quality late night time on the sofa by alternating between NBA semifinals and Roland Garros highlights. Now, half past midnight I look around and I seem to have been left sharing the quality time with two cats and a remote. Hmmm... good night.