We were given a pair of tickets to go see Utah Real soccer, so Elisa and I had a date night. They were pretty fun to watch. Soccer is one of the only sports I enjoy watching. Plus there’s World Cup fever to put us in the mood. (Although the U.S. elimination this afternoon was disappointing). The weather was perfect. Everything was perfect except the watered-down lemonade they sell in the stadium. We stopped at Cold Stone on the way home… again.

Eden has a skinned knee. And a bump on her forehead. And a bruised temple. And a skinned palm. Probably others. She must be having a growth spurt or something. Every time we are going to go somewhere, she takes off running, and lately she only makes it a few steps before her first fall. It’s like clockwork. Or, like the other day, she was practicing spinning and getting dizzy, and ran into the couch. We see a lot of her face-down on the ground crying these days.

Elisa and I are font snobs. I am not a font snob! You’ve made me a font snob, for one specific font! I like my fonts. One of Chad’s hobbies for a week was researching typefaces. And sometimes around Elisa I complain about how people make really expensive signs in really cheap stupid-looking fonts. I spend too much time choosing fonts when I write anything. And now I’ve infected Elisa and she can’t stand Papyrus either. She was looking for companies online today and she vetoed one because their website used Papyrus. I’m so ashamed.