Sleep

Tonight, at 10:01 pm, my son said, "I'm going to go comatose now and hallucinate vividly, then maybe in the morning I will have amnesia about those hallucinations. See ya."

Translated: "I'm going to bed now. See ya."

Ha.

Sigh of relief

Every parent of a teenager dreads the day when they find something in their teenager's room or in their pants pocket while doing the wash.

As I was doing laundry today, I noticed a bump in my son's cargo pants side pocket. I cringed.

You can imagine my relief when I pulled out...










a mouse pad.

Whew.

Better Be Ready

This summer has been absolutely amazing, bouncing from one trip to the next, whirling through so many potentially joyous situations.

We got back from NZ and a week later we were headed off to Paris. Sweet!

We're home now and the next trip on the calendar is Ohio. Every time I see that on the calendar I tilt my head and think, "Ohio? I don't know how to react to that."

We'll see!