So I got to spend the day with my nine year-old cousin Christian. They assured me he wasn't named after me. I think I am changing my name.
It wasn't too bad after I wrestled the stockpile of rubberbands away from him and convinced him that he didn't need to be in my personal space all the time. After that we had a pretty good time. We went shoe shopping and I purchased my first pair or non-Nike's in about 13 years. He got some cool black tennies too.
Hating the 80 degree weather out here. cg