I ain't never been much for sunny days

But with these long, clear, temperate days here in the Northwest? I might be changing my mind.

WT, on the other hand, is going through a grumpy spell that roughly coincides with this explosion of temperate weather. At the bayfront park on Sunday, while I was grooving to the sight of the Olympic range in the distance and watching the teenybopper near us try to get her Barbie kite up in the air, WT seemed generally out of sorts. Perhaps he's destined to be a heliophobic scholar like his dad. More likely, though, he's not getting quite enough sleep now that he's figured out that we can't physically force him to stay in bed ...