My wife's parents are moving next year. She and her dad built a gazebo when she was younger and today, it moved to our house.

We'll landscape this in and turn it into a nice litte weekend coffee spot.

In a previous lifetime, I worked as a summer camp counselor. One of the things we did to make the morning flag routine fun was to dress up in different themed costumes. Each day had a color theme and all the counselors would put together a goofy costume on that theme and then winners would be picked by the leadership staff.

Another counselor and I, Caleb, realized we could combine our creative powers to come up with more elaborate - and hopefully more impressive - costumes to win points for our team.

I give you, the Don Quixote, and probably one of my favorite pictures ever.

This summer formed several core memories and even though Caleb and I fell out of touch, I still think back to this morning fondly. I'm glad I have such a great picture to remember it by.

All of the kids are quiet in bed. My wife isn't feeling well and I've found myself enjoying the quiet of the house.

I often have to resist the feeling that I should be doing something.

I think the only something that needs doing is taking these quiet moments as they come.