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You would think that after a never ending day of witch's brew, pumpkin carving, costume parades, trick or treating and fireworks my children would sleep in.
I so anticipated this sleep in that i called the school at 11:30 last night and told them we would be late.
And thus, these few lame words will put a start to my NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo month.
Help me.
It's 6:30 in the morning and they've been eating candy, sneakily in bed, for an hour.
The little stinkers!
Sorry about your missed opportunity to sleep in. As a fellow parent, I feel your pain. :)
Ah - the early morning candy rush. I'd forgotten about that - we pulled the same thing with my parents...the worst part was the crash at around noon...must...have...snickers...
i found your blog back in september and you have kept me company at work. (i decided to read from the very beginning and now i am up to date) :) i think you are wonderful and i look forward to reading more about your life.
my sister has 4 children (i have none of my own) and i'm proud to say i was in the trenches with her for 5 years straight. it was the most satisfying time of my life so far. press on!!
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I was bored last night so I looked through your flickr photo stream and seeing how awesome your family is kept making me want to have just as many kids.
Heh. After reading your post this morning, I'm not so sure.
Posted by Chair | November 1, 2006 10:11 AM