I have to get up at 7 AM both days this weekend to take various children to where they need to go. I feel cheated.
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I would persuade Larry to do the chauffeuring instead, but he's not here. Not that that bothers me or anything...
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I am currently suffering from the worst case of pinkeye I have ever had. As Rachel said this evening, "You look
really freaky." Thanks, sweetheart.
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David made spinach lasagna tonight. That's right, folks - when he's not
fixing our computers, he's cooking vegetarian meals. I'd like to take credit for this marvelous state of affairs; but, having been at this parenting gig for almost 20 years now, I know better than to be smug. For all I know, next week Larry and I could be just another pair of clueless parents telling the FBI, "Gee, we had no
idea he was hacking into NORAD."
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It's hard for me to believe that Larry and I were once innocent enough to think that we had any sort of control over how our kids turned out. You know, way back when all the kids were little, before we encountered that
crapshoot more commonly known as adolescence?
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Of course,
Rachel helped to shake us out of our complacency, too. And she was only 4 at the time.
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Why don't you check out
Jen's 7 Quick Takes? She's not as jaded as I am. But then, her oldest is only 7.
[Innocence image: Fapit.net]