Reading is fun.

A couple weeks ago, the school was looking for parent volunteers to read stories to the class. I like reading stories and making a fool of myself (plus, Katie was super swamped at the Bullseye with work that week). Owen didn't pay much attention to his ol' Dad, but the other kids were digging me since I was a new face in the middle of their day. I read "Fuzzy Chicks" and "Blankie" a couple times and played peek-a-boo before heading back to my lovely, corporate-issued charcoal cubicle. It was fun to get out and play with Owen and the kids. Got to do that more often.