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Okay, a week and a half, actually. But I've just prepared my last full week's worth of school lunches for Firstborn. Oh, what a feeling! Lunch-making is my most hated chore. I hate it even more than doing floors, and if you saw the state of my floors on any given day, you'd realize just how bad that is. Firstborn doesn't like sandwiches, so I have to jump through hoops to find healthy-ish things for him to eat instead. So most weeks he takes homemade biscuits or Yorkshire puddings. It's a pain in the butt on Sunday, but it means no sandwich-making during the week, which takes the sting out of lunch-making for me just a little. The University of Booming Metropolis has a kids' summer program called Mini U, which Firstborn so wanted to go to for a week this year. But because it's an hour away, and interfered with Rosemary's Baby's therapy, we just couldn't schedule it for him. I felt terrible and promised him that we'd do all the activities he...

Ahh, you guys! If it's not one thing, it's another! Now that I'm finally back into the blogging mindset, and ready to air weeks worth of dirty laundry, my laptop appears to be giving up the ghost. First my s key stopped working. Then the w. Now it's the 2, which is also the  @ .  Every w here I go, I've had to cut and paste in every missing letter I need. My other option i s  to u s e the Captain' s  piddly little Netbook,  w hich i s  ju s t too annoying. This post has, so far, taken me 30 minutes to  w rite. I'm checking in on all your blog s , but commenting i s  a bit of a challenge at the moment, a s  you can imagine. In lieu of a proper po s t, here are a couple of recent  s hot s  of my kid s : RB and I took a trip to the park  w hile Fir s tborn  w a s  at Tae K w on Do. He had a  w hale of a time and I let him have a rare ice cream cone after w ard s . Mother o...

My ONE goal for the last week was to get off my butt (or on it, as the case may be) and get something posted to my blog. As you may have guessed, nothing earth-shattering has happened around here lately and I'm kind of at a loss for blog fodder. So, in the absence of any real excitement, here's a recap of my life of late. Firstborn is finally off of training wheels! We were moving the things up and up, and finally he was just riding around the driveway without either of them touching the ground. Then suddenly, he rounded a corner and one popped right off. Things are just not made to last anymore! I took this a sign from the universe to get rid of them altogether, and braced myself for weeks of wipe-outs and scraped knees. But the kid just got on and started riding his bike like he'd been on a two-wheeler for years. So much for all my worry about him never learning to ride his bike. Kind of like my worrying that he'd never learn to walk, talk, read... This week we h...