A war of small proportions

T set up his army men (the good guys) and his fire and police men (the bad guys) tonight. This sparked an, oh, let me get my camera moment.

We took a walk earlier and T said "This 'long hike' is really good for us". By "long hike" he means around the apartment complex, which has trails and little bridges. He was a warrior and I was a princess. I responded: "Yes, walking is good exercise" He says: "Yeah, I FEEL good. Do you FEEL good?" Me: "Yes, I feel good". T: "I feel REALLY good". The seriousness with which he said this really ramped up the cute-ness factor.

Now for sleep. Wonderful, rejuvenating sleep.