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We headed over with our pizzas. We signed in, got our nametags, and our raffle tickets. The kids went to play on the structure, and we met some of Peyton’s future classmates, too. The firetruck and police men (one of the dads from CDC) were there. They were promoting neighborhood awareness and safety, and getting to know the neighbors. We ate dinner, and then the kids played while we waited for the raffle. It turns out we won the hot yoga free passes as well as a discounted membership for the yoga shop close to home. Looks like I’ll get to try it out! We headed home, where the kids showered up, and then we all convened in Brandon’s room to read more Percy Jackson. Our goal is to finish reading the book, then watch the movies. We’ll get around to it eventually! I headed to the gym, and got more mileage in, while Dave is stuck on a DVR’d show. He finished GoT, so he’s replacing it, but with a show I’m not that interested in.