Okay, my son is 12 today. I guess I am just dumbfounded that he could possibly be that old.
This weekend was great. We got to spend a lot of time with our friends, our daughter got a part in a children’s musical, I got to lay around the house a lot, we had great family time, saw fireworks, had a date, and I got the house kind of clean and all the laundry washed and put away in the same day.
Tonight I have two meetings, neither of which I am looking forward to since they overlap a bit. I totally dislike nights when I have to drag the kids here and there. I guess things seem easier when I am getting dragged. We’ll see how the night goes.
