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  • Wednesday, June 30, 2010

    Yay!...

    Yesterday was Jack and Livie's first day of Summer Play Camp. They spent three hours from home in an unfamiliar place and did extremely well. Jack and Liv had a great day. I am so relieved and so happy that they had fun. I was pretty worried about the boy. I didn't know what he was going to be like when he got home. When he walked in, his grin was ear-to-ear and he was ecstatic!

    The first day of camp included an bouncy house, an gigantic inflatable slide, water balloons, and a healthy lunch. Livie was excited about lunch! That girl eats everything, mostly. She's thrilled to get to eat lunch outside with the other kids. In preschool, she doesn't get lunch because it's only a half-day program. At camp, however, she gets to eat lunch and she's more than happy to discuss with us what was in her lunch box. Yesterday's meal was Asian Chicken Salad. She was in heaven. They gave us copies of the menu for each day, so Liv looks forward to knowing what to expect in her lunch box each day. Jack, on the other hand, is a very, very picky eater. He'll hold out until he gets home before he eats anything inside that box. It's his choice to turn it down; at least, it's being offered.

    I am soooooooo happy that their first day at camp went very well for both of them. At bedtime, they fell fast asleep in record time, too. Jack's one-on-one aide and I exchanged cell phone numbers, just in case. I hope she's a good fit for Jack. If she's not, I'll know. I have a good feeling about this summer play camp, though. I think it's going to be a wonderful summer for all of us. Yay!

    Tuesday, June 29, 2010

    Summer Camp...

    Today is the first day of Summer Camp for Jack and Liv. I'm so excited for them! And for me! Hee, hee.

    They go three days a week for three hours a day. It's perfect, really. It's a lot like going to school, so they won't lose momentum during the summer. The park district sent us a calendar of activities every single day of camp. There's a field trip once a week and they even get lunch every day. For what we paid, it's totally worth it. They'll be having so much fun (I hope!). And Jack will even get his own aide who has a background in dealing with kids on the spectrum. I'm so happy about this.

    I hope their first day is wonderful. My goodness, when did they get this big? It seems like only yesterday when they were both babies. Sigh.

    Monday, June 28, 2010

    And We're Back...

    We got back home from our vacation yesterday afternoon. It was a wonderful time, better than I expected. I learned a lot of things:

    *Liv is MUCH worse than Jack when it comes to driving long distances in the car. She won't stop talking and gets louder and LOUDER, especially when the babies are sleeping and/or if she doesn't get her way. That was a big surprise to me. I never thought SHE'D be the one I was complaining about.

    *Jack is amazing on car trips. He's fabulous. The last half hour gets a little hairy, but it's nothing compared to what we go through with Liv the whole ride there.

    *Jack loves trying to find bugs. He loves bugs. He doesn't want them to be near him, but he loves pointing out every fly or ant he sees.

    *It IS possible to go out to eat with four children under the age of five. And it doesn't take a fifth of whiskey to get through it. Kids really CAN behave sometimes. Sometimes.

    *Twin infants make A LOT of dirty diapers. And diapers don't burn, so you have to sneak them into public garbage cans in town. That is no easy task.

    *The dog doesn't always need to be bribed with a cookie to come back into the house. It helps being in the middle of the woods with unfamiliar animal noises and a dog that's quite afraid of everything including the wind.

    *It's always exciting when the power goes out during a severe thunderstorm.

    *It's better to be overprepared than it is to be underprepared.

    *Home is where there are no ticks and deadly spiders.

    *When in doubt, just take the kids to the waterpark. It gets them exhausted and everyone sleeps better.

    I have so many excellent pictures to go through before I can post them. It's good to get away and it's good to be back home. Now, I've got to get my little army back into their regular groove...just in time to start a new one. Summer camp starts tomorrow morning! Yay!

    Monday, June 21, 2010

    God's Country...

    Today, we're embarking on a five-hour ride to the Northwoods of Wisconsin...Minocqua. It's God's Country, people. The air is clean; nature is all around us; it's so remote, there is no Internet access or cell phone towers. Going there is the only time I don't blog all year long because I can't (unless I do it from my phone when we go to town). Sigh.

    We go there every summer; this year, we'll go twice. This time, however, we don't have just two kids, we have FOUR plus our dog. It's going to be very interesting to see how well the babies adjust to new sleeping arrangements. I think by the time we leave for home, the babies will finally be used to it and then it's back home we go. Yikes!

    I'm going to have fun like I always do. There's so much to do. The only thing I don't like about it is the bugs. Checking for ticks is not my idea of fun; having a tick on me is even worse. And they're nearly impossible to kill. Ugh.

    We'll be back next Sunday. It's nice to get away, but it's always nice to come home.

    Sunday, June 20, 2010

    Fatherhood...

    It takes a special person to be a father. And over the years, I've learned that a man does not necessarily need to have his own children to be considered a father, in my book. My brother may not have his own biological children yet, but he definitely possesses the characteristics of an excellent father. My kids look up to him, love him unconditionally, and trust him. He does for my children what their own father would do. So, Father's Day isn't just for fathers, in my book. It's for every man out there who gives children a safe, happy place while providing love, respect, and trust.
    For all the men who have children they care about, I wish you a Happy Father's Day.

    Saturday, June 19, 2010

    Can You Smell That?...

    Take a big whiff. Do you smell that? Oh, I sure do. It's the sweet smell of summer vacation. I'm enjoying it because it's been a long time coming.

    At this time last year, I was very pregnant, only to get very, very, VERY pregnant. And I had the course of the summer to do so. I can't believe it's been a year since then. Come October, the twins will be one year old! Gosh, where did all that time go? They're eight-and-a-half months old now. I remember when their heads were smaller than an orange. Yeesh.

    And when I look at pictures of Jack and Liv last summer, they looked like babies. Now, they look like real kids. They've lost that baby fat and have become long and lean. Their faces are different and their legs are sooooooooo long. It's hard to believe what one year looks like until you look at pictures. It makes me feel old.

    Ahhhhhh. Summer vacation. The sweet smell of barbecues and sprinklers and heat. I have tan lines already and I'm only going to get darker. It's that Filipino blood I have; I can get as dark as night if I let myself (which I don't normally do, but the option is there). I have a whole summer with my entire army of children. Hubby is home all the time, so that's an added plus. Hopefully, we won't kill each other. Heh.

    I'm basking in the glory of summer and I couldn't be happier right now.

    Friday, June 18, 2010

    FREEDOM!...

    Today is my last day of work until September! Yay! I sooooooo need a break. I get to leave at 11:38am!

    It's going to be a short work day for me, so I'm going to spend the rest of my day getting everything together for our trip. I'm so excited and overwhelmed at the same time. Yeesh.

    That's precisely why I need a break. I sooooooo deserve it!

    Thursday, June 17, 2010

    Define "Rest" For Me...

    I have meetings all day today. I'd much rather be with my students, but they're gone now. Tomorrow, the kids come in for one hour and then it's over. I have to stay until a little after 1pm, but that's the way it goes sometimes.

    I'm in for a long summer. Hopefully, it doesn't go by as quickly as my maternity leave did. September is a fresh start for everyone, but I'm okay if it takes its time coming.

    I need some serious rest and relaxation, but I don't know when I'll be getting it. We leave for vacation on Monday morning. We get to enjoy five hours (at least) in the car with a high-functioning autistic 5yo son whose constant stimming and perseverations are tap dancing on my last nerve; a snarky 4yo daughter who will ask every ten minutes if we're there yet; a pair of 8-month-old twins; and a large, hot, sweaty dog. Welcome to my hell.

    And there's so much to do before Monday. I just don't know if I'll get it all done. I still have to pick up Jack's classroom pet, a turtle, because we're taking care of her over the summer. I need to get someone to feed her while we're gone. Yeesh.

    The next three days just might push me over the edge...if I'm lucky. Gah!

    Rest is highly overrated, if you ask me.

    Wednesday, June 16, 2010

    Au Revoir...

    Today is graduation day for my eighth-graders. Today, we part ways. It was not easy coming back from maternity leave in the middle of the school year. These kids did an amazing job adjusting to my expectations, especially since the sub they had really didn't have any expectations of them. They did a great job getting used to a new sheriff in town. Recently, they kept saying that they had more fun with the sub (mostly because she let them do whatever they wanted), but they learned a helluva lot more with me. I took that as the ultimate compliment.

    I will miss them. I only knew them for half the year, but I will still miss them. I always miss my former students. Each one of them was placed into my life for a reason. I even had one autistic boy. He's high-functioning, like my son Jack, and he's brilliant; he just lacks social skills. This kid is only 14yo, but his reading ability is that of someone who's already out of college. He even makes noises, but not like Jack's noises. This kid makes sex noises. Yeah, you read that right. And he makes noises like he's taking a really difficult shit. I love him, though. He's a sweet kid and I've learned a lot from him.

    The only problem with teaching eighth grade is that you only get to know and grow with the kids for one school year. After that, they become unleashed into the unknown. When I taught high school, I could see the kids grow up and mature, run into them in the hallways for years, and become more than just another teacher. I miss that about teaching high-schoolers. I still keep in touch with many of them. Most of the "friends" I have on Facebook are former students of mine from both the middle school and high school levels. I get to keep in touch with them that way and it's nice to see them succeed.

    So, today is yet another farewell. Hopefully, it won't be forever. I had a great group this year.

    Tuesday, June 15, 2010

    Four More Days...

    Yes, I'm going to be doing a countdown every single day this week. After all, it IS my last week of work. I can't stand it anymore, really. Yesterday morning, I had an argument with my alarm clock. The damned thing wouldn't shut up! I'll be glad when I no longer have to set it. Yeesh.

    I want to be able to sleep past 5am; I want to be able to have a jammie day with my kids whenever I feel like it; I want to be able to take a shower when I want to, not because I have to at a certain time. I live for summer vacation. As a teacher, summer break is my reward and it is much needed.

    Four more days (which includes today). It can't come soon enough.

    Monday, June 14, 2010

    Home Stretch...

    This is my last week of work. I'll be off all summer long and won't go back until after Labor Day. I can't tell you how much I need this.

    It is the first summer ever that Hubby and I will be home with all of the kids together. We have vacations to plan, summer camp for the kids, and lots of R&R, hopefully. We will have so much time to enjoy each other's company. I'm looking forward to having a wonderful summer with my whole family.

    So, this is the home stretch. On this day next week, I'll be heading to the Northwoods of Wisconsin to fight off ticks and bears, while dodging deer crossing the road at every turn. I'll be enjoying my favorite place and probably taking the kids to the indoor water park up there every other day. I don't know how or if we'll go to any restaurants, but we'll definitely try. It's so peaceful up there. I can smell the fresh air already.

    There's so much to do this summer; I don't even know where to begin! A jammie day would be a nice start.

    Sunday, June 13, 2010

    Much Needed Respite...

    Last night, Hubby and I had a date. It was our first date in years, since having all the children. Seriously. We went to a friend's housewarming party five minutes from home. We weren't far, so it would be easy to get home, just in case.

    My niece, Blondie, and her boyfriend watched the kids. It was a normal night for the twins, really. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. One woke up the other and they were both quite fussy, but it was manageable. Jack and Liv slept like bricks, so at least ALL of them didn't wake up! Two out of four are good odds, as far as I'm concerned. Heh.

    Hubby and I had a blast reconnecting with old friends. We even stayed out until 11pm, which is unheard of! I'm glad we had our date. It was much needed and a long time coming.

    I hope we can do it again someday. Sigh.

    Saturday, June 12, 2010

    What's THAT?...

    Hubby and I are going on a date tonight. A date? What's THAT? It's been years. Seriously. I think the last time we went to dinner alone, Livie was a baby. No joke.

    We're actually going to go to a friend's house for a housewarming party this evening. They live five minutes away, literally. My niece, Blondie, will be watching the kids. Jack, Liv, and Leia will be asleep when she gets here, so she'll only really have to deal with Liesl. We plan to be gone about two hours. That's good enough for me. I just hope none of the sleeping kids wake up because we're not telling them we're going out. They might take advantage of her if we do.

    Two hours with my husband and NO children? Don't even think about it. I can't get pregnant in a crowded room, folks. Or can I? Heh.

    Friday, June 11, 2010

    Is Every June Going To Be Like This?...

    Yesterday was Jack and Livie's last day of preschool. It was so sad. Since Jack is going to a different school in the fall, it was really, really sad. There were a lot of tears among the adults, but Jack was oblivious. I know better, though. I know he feels it, too, even if he doesn't say it.

    The thing that made Hubby break down was when they gave Jack his special cushion that he used to sit on during circle time. It was the only red one and the one Jack had picked out himself at the beginning of the school year. They are letting him take it to his new school. Hubby just couldn't hold back his tears; he was sad like the rest of us.

    Livie isn't sad at all. She knows she's on summer vacation now. She's excited about going on vacation and going to summer camp. Jack processes things much differently than her. We'll see it hit him like a ton of bricks later. Right now, it's just a normal Friday to him. Eventually, he'll be crying again because he's going to miss his teachers and his friends. And he's going to miss his school. I can only hope he loves his new school just as much in the fall. This summer, we have to keep him very, very busy. Summer camp starts at the end of the month and we'll be going on vacation in a couple of weeks. I hope it's not too much for him.

    Of course, he'll be back at this school for first grade, but that's a long way off. I just hope he has a good Kindergarten year. Liv will be in preschool for another year and she'll still see her old friends and teachers. Jack will have to make new friends, though. And new is hard for kids on the spectrum. My heart is aching.

    I wrote all of their teachers and aides thank-you notes. I even wrote Uncle Barry a card. Uncle Barry is the janitor at the school and Jack took a liking to him instantly. They became pals. His name isn't Barry and I don't know why Jack calls him Uncle Barry. We just all understand it to be an endearing term that Jack uses for this man and Uncle Barry loves it.

    Gosh, I'm going to miss that place. It's going to be a long summer for us. I hope Jack can adjust well to the new routine. He's usually pretty good with change, which is unusual for a child on the autism spectrum. He really is good about it, though. He's a trooper.

    I certainly hope that every June isn't like this. Hubby and I feel so awful about school ending for the kids because they love it so much. Their teachers have become like family to us. That's what I like most about this place. They really care about their students and treat them as if they were their own. And the open lines of communication between the families and the teachers is incredible! Perhaps it is this way because I am a teacher and I work extra hard to speak with them daily. Yes, daily. Not a day went by that I didn't talk to their teachers and aides. I'm going to miss that part of my day. They are all truly good people.

    I'm going to grab another Kleenex right now. I could use one.

    Thursday, June 10, 2010

    Face Time...

    Liesl and Leia have a new toy...MY FACE! They have taken a strong liking to using my face as Play-Doh. By the time they're done with it, I'm all red and blotchy.

    Oh, they think it's a FUN game. Squishing my face and neck between their teeny tiny little hands is great fun! They squeal and bellow full-belly laughs while contorting my face in impossible positions. It's amazing that I have any face left at all when they're done.

    Who would've thought that skin could be such a wonderful toy and an amusing distraction? If you think that's bad, you should see what they do to Hubby's beard! Yikes!

    And don't even get me started on what they do to my long hair these days. Talk about OUCH!

    Wednesday, June 09, 2010

    Pink Slips...

    People at work are getting pink slips. It's making me sick to death. I hate it when we lose good teachers. Everyone loses at that game...schools, teachers, kids, society.

    It's a no-win situation. I hate this time of year because of it. I'm hoping that whoever gets displaced goes somewhere better and it's a blessing.

    We're not just losing colleagues, we're losing friends and people who became like family to us. It just isn't fair.

    Tuesday, June 08, 2010

    My Own Private Idaho...

    Ok, I've done it. I've started a new blog recently and it's just for me. Only me. I needed a place where I could air my thoughts regarding my trials and tribulations with Jack's autism, among other things. I needed a place where only I could go and write about my feelings without feeling like I'm under a microscope. It's not that I feel completely like that here; it's just that I needed a little more freedom to be...me.

    It's private...super duper private. It's not on any search engines or even available to read by others on that domain. It's just me and the air waves. And that's just what I need.

    Of course, nothing I've posted on there, so far, is anything you haven't already read here. It's just a cushion for me on those days that aren't diamonds. And I feel better just knowing it's there.

    Monday, June 07, 2010

    Preparation...

    Today at noon, we're getting new windows on our top floor. It's not that many, but we need to get the rooms ready for the kids. You see, as it is now, Jack and Liv share a room and the babies are in our room. Next year, Hubby and I will move our bedroom into the office. Liv, Liesl, and Leia will get our current bedroom; and Jack will keep the room Livie and he currently share all to himself. Our spare room on the main floor will become our office. We'll have to suck it up and actually put a TV in our living room.

    So, today is the start of something big. New windows means we're one step closer to getting it all ready for the kids' big move. Of course, none of this will happen until next summer, but we're preparing, nonetheless. You can never be too prepared.

    By the time I get home from work today, the windows will be just about done. There are only four that we're replacing on the top floor, so it shouldn't take forever. I just hope the kids are good for Hubby while the window guys are there. Heh.

    It's one of those days when I'm really glad I'll be at work.

    Sunday, June 06, 2010

    Gifted...

    The other day, I was telling a colleague of mine that Jack is a high-functioning autistic. His response was, "Oh, I'm so sorry." It got me thinking.

    I don't see it that way at all. And I don't hold it against my colleague for responding that way. He doesn't understand autism. I just don't see it the same way he does because I live it.

    I see Jack's autism as a gift. Everyone knows that autistics are mind-bogglingly brilliant people who are lacking in social and communication skills. That's not necessarily a bad thing, is it? Autistics are geniuses who have trouble expressing just how much they really know. Inside every autistic mind is remarkable intelligence, so profound that no neurotypical person can even fathom it. Autism is a gift, not a debilitating disease. That's what my colleague doesn't understand.

    I believe that my place in this world involves educating people on what autism really means. It's not a death sentence at all. It's so much more beautiful than anyone can imagine. Yes, it is incredibly frustrating at times, but the moments of clarity it gives you are astounding. The littlest accomplishments that we take for granted are celebrated and cherished. Those accomplishments make the annoying stims and perseverations well worth it. I take nothing for granted anymore now that I have a son on the spectrum.

    Temple Grandin. Albert Einstein. Bill Gates. Ludwig von Beethoven. Wolfgang Mozart. George Orwell. Lewis Carroll. Hans Christian Andersen. Isaac Newton. Charles Richter. Thomas Jefferson. Andy Warhol. Vincent Van Gogh. Andy Kaufman. Charles Darwin. Sir Isaac Newton. Dan Ackroyd. Warren Buffet. Tim Burton. David Byrne. John Nash. Emily Dickinson. Stanley Kubrick. Nikola Tesla. Henry Ford.

    My son could do amazing things like any of those people listed above. That is why I view autism as a gift. Everyone can't have it, and those who do have it are meant to for a reason. And that reason is much bigger than anything I can understand. The people above each changed an important aspect of the world, whether it was art, music, math, science, or literature.

    Jack will do something very special for this world; I can feel it. I just know it. Not everyone will understand it the same way I do. My job is to teach them that autism is a gift, not a terminal illness. And I will do it...one person at a time. It's what I was made to do.

    Saturday, June 05, 2010

    Looking Forward...

    I have two more weeks of work left. I couldn't be happier. I need a break from at least ONE of my daily responsibilities! I need the summer to recuperate and recharge. People think teachers have it easy because they get summers off and that is the biggest misconception out there. Summer is our reward! Duh.

    I'm looking forward to a great summer. Hubby's home; Jack and Liv will go to summer camp three days a week; Liesl and Leia will become more mobile, get teeth, and grow like weeds; we'll get to go on a couple vacations. I expect it to be a very full, very fun summer.

    Of course, these next two weeks are going to d...r...a...g. I just want to survive them and then it's jammie days all summer long! Heh.

    I'm so excited!

    Friday, June 04, 2010

    A Little Intervention...

    Lately, Jack and Liv have had a helluva time settling down at night. One or the other (or both!)will be up until 9pm or so. They just can't settle down to get a good night's sleep. The other night, Jack didn't even get to sleep until 9pm, even though we'd put him and Liv to bed at 7pm, their usual time. That night, we had powerful thunderstorms at 3am, which woke Jack up; he never fell back asleep and was a zombie the next day. He wound up taking a nap, two days in a row, something he hasn't done in years. That completely threw his circadian rhythm off. It didn't help that Liv has been fighting about her bedtime, creating a "storm" in the house when it's time for bed.

    I keep melatonin in the house because I used to give it to Jack. After a while, he didn't need it anymore, so I stopped giving it to him. Last night, however, he and Liv were completely wired and overstimulated when they were supposed to be winding down for the night. In an effort to make sure they got adequate rest, I gave them each 2.5mg of melatonin.

    A half hour later, they were pretty drowsy and even asked to go to bed. Their heads hit their pillows and that was the last I heard from either of them. It was quite different than the past week where one of them (or both!) would fight with us about going to sleep. I guess I just wasn't up for the battle. I chose melatonin to do the work for me.

    Of course, this isn't something I just do at random or very often at all. I can't remember the last time Jack (or Liv) had any melatonin. It works, though, and I'm grateful that they were able to fall asleep peacefully, without creating their usual nightly uproar.

    Melatonin is amazing stuff. It's all natural, too. I hope they don't need it often because I'd much rather let them settle themselves down. However, when the bedtime fights go on for a week, it's time for a little intervention. I'm glad they had a great night's sleep.

    Thursday, June 03, 2010

    Light Humor...

    1. How Do You Catch a Unique Rabbit?
    Unique Up On It.

    2. How Do You Catch a Tame Rabbit?
    Tame Way.

    3. How Do Crazy People Go Through The Forest?
    They Take the Psychopath

    4. How Do You Get Holy Water?
    You Boil the Hell Out Of It

    5. What Do Fish Say When They Hit a Concrete Wall?
    Dam!

    6. What Do Eskimos Get From Sitting On The Ice too Long?
    Polaroids

    7. What Do You Call a Boomerang That Doesn't work?
    A Stick

    8. What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours?
    Nacho Cheese.

    9. What Do You Call Santa's Helpers?
    Subordinate Clauses.

    10. What Do You Call Four Bullfighters In Quicksand?
    Quatro Cinco.

    11. What Do You Get From a Pampered Cow?
    Spoiled Milk.

    12. What Do You Get When You Cross a Snowman With a Vampire?
    Frostbite.

    13. What Lies At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Twitches?
    A Nervous Wreck.

    14. What's The Difference Between Roast Beef And Pea Soup?
    Anyone Can Roast Beef.

    15. Where Do You Find a Dog With No Legs?
    Right Where You Left Him.

    16. Why Do Gorillas Have Big Nostrils?
    Because They Have Big Fingers.

    17. Why Don't Blind People Like To Sky Dive?
    Because It Scares The Dog.

    18. What Kind Of Coffee Was Served On The Titanic?
    Sanka.

    19. What Is The Difference Between a Harley and a Hoover ?!
    The Location Of The Dirt Bag.

    20. Why Did Pilgrims' Pants Always Fall Down?
    Because They Wore Their Belt Buckles On Their Hats.

    21. What's The Difference Between a Bad Golfer And a Bad Skydiver?
    A Bad Golfer Goes, Whack, Dang!
    A Bad Skydiver Goes Dang! Whack.

    22. How Are a Texas Tornado And a Tennessee Divorce The Same?
    Somebody's Gonna Lose A Trailer.

    Wednesday, June 02, 2010

    Don't Touch It...

    Beware of empty/ capped bottles with liquid.
    Please don't pick up any plastic bottles that may be laying in your yards/mail box, etc.

    Click on the Snopes web page below to watch the video. Good safety info.
    Pay attention to this.

    1. a plastic bottle with a cap.
    2. a little Drano.
    3. a little water.
    4. a small piece of foil.
    5. Disturb it by moving it; and BOOM!!
    6. No fingers left and other serious effects to your face, eyes, etc..

    People are finding these bombs in mailboxes and in their yards, just waiting for you to pick it up intending to put it in the trash.
    But, you'll never make it!!! It takes about 30 seconds to blow after you move the thing.

    Go visit "SNOPES" (http://www.snopes.com/crime/warnings/bottlebomb.asp); you'll see it's no hoax.

    Tuesday, June 01, 2010

    It's June!...

    You know what that means. As a teacher, June is the month you wait for all school year long. Heh. Wouldn't you, if you were a teacher?

    Summer is fast approaching and I've got things to do; vacation planning, summer camp for the kids, taking classes, relieving Hubby from some of his Daddy Duties, etc.

    The school year is almost out. I have an entire summer to spend with my WHOLE family, first time ever. Since Hubby is a Stay-at-Home Dad now, this is actually the first summer we'll all be together as a family EVERY SINGLE DAY. Let's see if our marriage can withstand THIS one. Heh. Just kidding.

    It'll be nice to have each other to fall back on when the brood gets to be overwhelming. With four kids under five, it's bound to be overwhelming at some point. I wouldn't change it for the world, though.

    And at least we'll BOTH be able to help Jack transition into going to his new school in the fall. It's not going to be an easy change for him, but it'll be one we can prepare him for over the course of the entire summer.

    June. My favorite time of year... Jammie days are on the way again! Yay!