The one I really should feel sorry for is Atticus, who has gone through so many abysmal sufferings in the past two months. But I've been feeling sorry for myself (I am, after all, human)!
On to the cute kiddie story: I served pancakes for supper tonight, leftover ones from the dinner I made yesterday (at least they were from scratch). Yes--that means we had pancakes for dinner two days in a row. I know I suck. I mumbled my apologies to the kids, and Atticus responded, with gusto, "Mommy, we are honoured to eat this supper tonight!!" SO, just when I wanted to crawl under a rock and hide in shame over the day's outbursts, Atticus makes it all better by enthusiastically eating his leftover pancakes. The moral of the story is: kids have a special sense for those that really need some loves.
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(1) Thu May 19 2005 20:39 Where do my kids come up with this stuff??:
I haven't been updating since returning from my long-long trip because first, I was so happy to be back I spent every moment basking in the feeling of home. Then we entered into the phase of re-setting expectations, which was awful, and who wants to hear me complain about my otherwise sweet children (but they are, after all, children). Then we entered into our third phase of being home: rehabilitation when Atticus' cast came off on Tuesday. **Remember that this is also finals week (which explains as lot in itself)! Ah, the struggles never cease!
(1) Thu May 19 2005 20:54 Post Script:
I at fudge for dinner!