Though my family from top to bottom is pretty adept at math, I have to say it alludes me at times. Sure, part of it is just good old fashioned brain damage, but the other part is that my kids do not help me out at all.
To explain what I mean, I do believe with my whole heart that I have three children, and even with my limited memory I remember blogging about the three of them up with me the other night while Amanda slept. But it ends as quickly as it begins. With all my heart I swear I still have those three kids, but Scotty left for a lacrosse camp this morning at Ohio State for four days, and Steph is hardly ever around with her and her friends on their “Farewell Tour” and all. I do expect to “see her” at some point before she is off to spend the night at the home of one of her herd. (I am not sure that “herd” is correct, but I know it is not “pack,” because that is teenage boys….it may be gaggle. I will have to ask some of my friends with more daughters)
But all and all, just watching the hard one to watch is enough. I don’t worry anymore about Steph diving down the steps anymore, and Scott has stopped doing that since I threatened to take his car away. Ben however is a different story…..he, like me, needs a lot of supervision.
So now that Amanda has suspiciously disappeared tonight (it’s not really suspicious…..she hiding from us) I will get Ben in his PJ’s and get him to bed. It’s just a little after 9 and bed will be a welcome sentence for me. Tonight I am certain sleep will come easy……after all, math wears me out!
Goodnight my friends and God Bless!
Tommy+