We went back to Princeton today to meet with our architect and builder and review drawings. Alex had to bring his scooter and HAD to wear his helmet the entire drive, which is an hour. He was sweating bullets out of his head by the time we got there, but he never took that damn helmet off. Gemma thought it was funny for a few minutes, but lost interest. We went to Growlers for dinner (with two bikes)...Gemma's screaming phase just to hear the sound of her voice is the tops. I hope it lasts forever.
