Last night, Ean and I were out playing on his swing set. Ean was Captain Hook while I was his lackey, Smee. We had wood swords and we were driving the pirate ship away from Peter Pan (our puggle) and the lost boys (our beagle). Ean's sand box was the crocodile that kept chasing after Ean with the faint sounds of a clock behind heard.

April pitched in and made Ean a hook for his hand. It was great fun and I loved watching Ean's imagination flourish as we played. It makes me look forward for the years to come with him and his soon to be sibling.