Time flies!
Well, five more days until our nation either takes a turn for the better, or continues on the road to hell. I actually have some hope that Obama can pull this off. Despite the idiocy all around me (and everywhere else), it seems like people are FINALLY mobilized to make a change. Here's hoping.
Things are going reasonably well. Emily is kicking butt and taking names in first grade -- after a bit of a rough start behavior-wise and some struggles with math, she seems to have hit her stride and is doing great. I like her teachers so much better this year, too.
Max is driving me nuts -- today he napped for all of FIFTEEN MINUTES. Also he is fighting sleep as hard as he can. He's starting to be a LOT more verbal, not necessarily so you could understand him, but he's very definitely working at repeating words, and making himself understood. I think that might be part of the problem, with the sleep and all. I am just not fond of this age, overall, but I'm enjoying it more than usual, probably because he is definitely and for sure the last one, and because when Emily was this age I was still in such a fog and our lives were in such transition that I didn't really take it in. For some reason I remember more about Hannah at this stage.
I spent the afternoon painting large jagged rectangles of Biltmore Buff all over the dining room and living room walls. I think we have a winner, color-wise.
Fascinating, isn't it?
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