This is what we're doing on our first day of spring break:
We can't get over the feeling that it's Christmas, what with the snow and the day off and the Harry Potter movie in the background. But in fact it's Easter, for which Mark's parents are here to celebrate.
This morning I wandered downstairs in my jammies with my laptop. Within about ten minutes, my father-in-law had found me a HUGE tax refund. Huge.
Then, when explaining how he's slipping in his old age, he explained, "I can't lift a bag of concrete anymore. I can't throw a bale of hay." Things the average person can't do at all.
Then, about two seconds later, he was discussing with Haley how she could give each of her stuffed animals a variation on the name Isabel: Bella, Izzy, Isaella, etc.
Pretty versatile guy.