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On the calendar until about 3 weeks ago ths was supposed to be a calm 4 day weekend, an island of respite in the hectic storm of our busy lives. Then life happened. Soccer scheduled a make up game, illness caused a birthday party to get moved and then our neighbor died ( Read more... )

G&P got expelled from golf camp today.
Good times. I still need to find time to talk to each one on one and not while driving so they can have my full attention.
I am so sick of camps providing "snacks". I packed grapes, cherries, carrot sticks and a blueberry Lara bar to each child. They ate none of it. They had the camp "snacks" instead - ( Read more... )

I am working on being optimistic. I'm reading several books about how important it is to tach our children optimism as a "vaccine" against depression.

Yet, there is the need to "Be Prepared". A friend relayed a conversation with her preteen this weekend where he wanted to know why intelligence analysts spent so much time on worst case scenarios ( Read more... )

Plan #1) leave house at 9am and get to swim class at 9:15 giving us plenty of time to change before our 9:30 class. Take post swim clothes, baggy and not nice and no shoes for Virgil and only one granola bar per person because we,re coming straight home afterwards.

Life). Stand in garage at 9am waiting for Brian to leave so I can close the ( Read more... )

3 am. Third night Virgil wet the bed. He even stayed asleep through the diaper change. But one ended to get his wet pajamas off. Maybe I shouldn't have. He was screaming so bad by the time I handed him off to Brian to get medicine from downstairs. By the time I got upstairs he'd passed out.

I still need to give him steroids in the ( Read more... )

I knew Brian has to be out early every day this week but today. I was so tired this AM that I didn't even wake up at first when Virgil got out of bed. (two wet diapers overnight = allergy attack). When Brian brought Virgil back to me I asked if I could sleep in. Which also means giving up my shower.
When I finally got up and got Galen up ( Read more... )

Virgil woke to nurse. Now, he's nearly asleep. I'm awake with a sore throat and nerves.

I feel I should take a moment to say thanks to my mom and aunt who have shown solidarity with me in this ordeal by undertaking that special female ritual from which the food allergies currently preclude my observance and consuming ice cream direct from the ( Read more... )