I have a minute to breathe--the girls are both napping and the boys are both at school. For once this week, I have a little time to myself. It's been a busy week. On Monday, Steven and Andrew both went to school. Getting them off was an undertaking. Our little house was a big mess to start out with, and somehow all the little things they needed had dissapeared. We couldn't find the hat the matched the outfit, or the paperwork that went with his prescriptions, or the right sock, or the right shoe, or the thermometer, or, at the darkest moment--the van keys. Steven wanted so badly to be early, but he was lucky to make it on time. Here is a picture. He may look like he's not that happy and it's because he isn't. He's not a fan of first-day-of-school pictures on a good day, but especially not when he is late. He loved his first day of school. When we first arrived onto the school grounds, some friends from his class saw him coming and came running and sh...
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