Mass

We had to stand in line for 2 hours yesterday morning to get our passports. Going to the post office makes me sort of understand why people don't want the government in charge of our healthcare. It is a terrible, terrible place. I would rather go to the DMV any day. But, we got 'er done!! Here are Steve and I trying to maintain the "neutral" expression now required in passport photos:

Steve made us pancakes yesterday morning and they are Wm's favorite breakfast. He is a happy camper:

Clean plate! Except for the fruit....of course.

It's really nice and in the 50's this weekend. We took a family walk yesterday and soaked up the sun and warmth. And discovered that they are putting a Whit's Frozen Custard at the end of our street!! Wm cannot even contain himself. He is also hilarious...

Me: Would you rather be invisible or be able to read people's minds?

Wm: Invisibile. So I could go through walls and stuff.

Me: No. What? You'd just be invisible. You couldn't go through walls.

Wm: Well, if I was invisible, I wouldn't have any mass. So I could float and go through walls.

Me: No, no. You'd have mass! You'd still have your body. It would just invisible.

Wm: That makes no sense. 

Thanks, Bill Nye.