center of the universe

Here's Jill's new hairstyle. It's very cute.

On Saturday, the whole family rode our bikes to Philo, IL, aka the center of the universe, also boyhood home of David Foster Wallace (according to his book of essays, though I wonder if he actually grew up in Urbana. I'll keep checking into this). It seems that Philoians prefer the former title as it's printed on their water tower. We saw no signs about DFW.

Our destination was Philo's only restaurant, the Philo Tavern. Normally, I get the steak sandwich (recommended by Mike Ditka during the year the Bears played in Champaign), but the daily special was bbq pork sandwich. The bonus special added cheese and bacon to the bbq, and yes, that's what we both got. You could make a good argument against doing so because we only rode about 8 miles to get there.

Janny keeps getting sweeter. She sometimes sleeps through the night. Just today, she started to giggle for Jill.
Prior to the bike ride, we watched Matt and Jaime's kids while they were house hunting. It was very fun to see Nathaniel shuffling around on his own.
Clara loves playing with these blocks. She says 'block' and drags either me or Jill to her small table. She points to the chair that we need to sit in ('daddy' or 'mommy'), and then we build something. Too fun! By the way, I forgot to note when it happened, but Clara calls us mommy and daddy rather than momma and dadda.

We lost another softball game but played decently well. Recently, I read an article that noted a correlation between physical contact (high 5's, chest bumps, etc.) and team performance. I sent an email to the team suggesting that we work on this. If it works, we may have to go further. Brotherly kisses, anyone?