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Going Back


Well it’s official. Summer is OVER! Today the weather will still be a scorching 100° outside, but the focus has shifted. Instead of getting ready for a picnic or a jump in the pool, we’ll be doing homework and heading out for football practice. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely LOVE summer vacation.

I love sleeping in a little later, planting flowers together, having lunch in the park, but let me tell you, having the ZooCrew home all day everyday is a lot of really hard work. My poor refrigerator actually posted it’s own “Thank You” note on the door this morning. It said “Have a great first day of school kids, I will enjoy keeping my doors closed for the next 8 hours.” My front door said “Omgoodness, I won’t be opened 14 times an hour today.” and the cold air added “I might actually be able to stay inside.” Meanwhile the washer and dryer were breathing huge sighs of relief. “They can’t change clothes ten times if they’re at school!”

Personally I’m going to miss the knock-down drag-out wars over whether we are watching Disney Jr or Gone in 60 Seconds. When I get in the car to run to Wal-Mart I won’t be sure how to handle the silence. I’ve grown accustomed to “It’s my turn in the front” or “I promise not to ask for anything if I can go with you” and “MOM! She stole my seatbelt!” Read the rest of this entry


She’s Ba-ack!


If you weren’t around when I blogged about the Playdate Lady, you’re just gonna have to go back and read those posts because it would be way too much to try and catch you up. Go ahead, go read them, I’ll wait….

The Playdate, Part 1
The Playdate Part 2

Ok, now that you caught up, or refreshed your memory, let me tell you, SHE’S BACK!

The last time I saw her was in August when she brought her son to my son’s birthday party.  In the name of birthday fun,  I didn’t mind that she was there. And I didn’t even complain that she brought all her kids, the more the merrier.  But I did learn that I had grossly misjudged her. I thought she was like the ultimate goody-goody nerd. Remember, she never allows violent video games, or rock music to taint her life! She asked my advice on which church to join, and how to get involved in the community. So even though I didn’t particularly want to be friends with her, I kept thinking it was just my own rudeness holding back a friendship.

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