Things were done.

I finished working up the tax paperwork for us and for my dad's trust so it can go to the accountant next week.

I took Katie to the small group pitching clinic today where she acquitted herself reasonably well, given that this was the first clinic she'd been to since the big clinic last spring. At the end of the session, she almost hit the target ball (about a foot in diameter) with a pitch from distance on one try on the fly. Only one of the girls did hit it, and she did it on the bounce. Now, I just need to remind Katie to practice. (Practice, practice, practice.)

Gretchen and I managed to get four loads of laundry done today, which has greatly reduced the backlog.

And I grilled meat for dinner, which everyone enjoyed. Even Ruby, who got the scraps.

While I was going in and out the door to turn the meat, Ruby kept running out with me and dropping her squid for me to throw. Normally, she plays keep-away, but she seems to have figured out that dropping the squid where I can pick it up will actually result in the squid being thrown.

(For those of you at the Capricon SpaceTime Theater show, yes, I have a dog who fetches Andorran Ticklers. Life is like that.)

And tomorrow, it is back to work.

And Spring Break for the girls. We'll see how this goes...