You're such a slacker, Tonya! Ha. Right. Dad told me to tell you that your mind likely slide down in the cushions on the couch...up here...and you should come back to get it. He is such a nice guy and full of good ideas too. We have officially started school. Wilson is working opening up beet harvest, and therefore he hasn't actually started school yet. The girls are working on "Monday Class Everyday At Least Until We Get Somewhat Caught Up." Notice I ended with a preposition; after all, I am Minnesotan. I'll let them come and write a bit later.