It was also chilly that day and the pants Colin wore to the arboretum were an inch too short. School starts in two weeks. We'll have to do a wardrobe fitting before then.
One evening, over dinner, Colin declared that when he's a dad and if he has a girl he wants to name her Ginger. Ginger was the name of the sweet rabbit at his nature camp last year who we learned passed away this year. Then he added, "and if I have a boy, I'll name him Scar or something like that." No idea where that one comes from.
