Sunday, up around 7, cereal, coffee, reading the NYT. C can't bend over anymore so I had to rub lotion all over her legs. Ernie jumped up on the kitchen table and was rewarded with several short but good blasts from the water bottle. The little girls next door are camping out in the back yard and giggling away. The sun is out. Yesterday we went for a long, looping walk in the neighbourhood, looking at some not-yet-open open houses, sitting in the park, window shopping and then over to the Screening Room to catch the matinee of Moon. What a great little movie. No vampires or gunfights or slow-motion of any kind. Just a story about a lone astronaut assigned an energy-collection station on the moon. It's there until the 10th. Afterwards we went out for supper and then walked home in the dusk.