Now the big clean-up. Last night we broke down boxes and cleared away debris -- today we are getting a closer look at the toys. I played table-hockey against John Paul and I whupped him. I need to beat him at these games now, because in a few years he'll not give me an inch.

The boys had a very interesting day yesterday. One highlight: Vito reading aloud from the Postal Worker Union collective bargaining agreement. John Paul continues to ask me the definitions of various new words. New to him, that is.

What I need now is sleep, but spine will not allow it. Nor will the monster trucks that the boys are pushing through the rooms at high velocity (we'll get you back, BazzukaJoe!). Maybe I'll put on the Hulk Hands and mete out some superhero retribution!