This week has been horrible, save two or three things.
P1 got an A in her summer Geo class. She missed Camp Quest, but I saw a renewed energy in her academic drive this summer. Quest will be there next year.
P2 and P4 have birthdays coming up very, very soon. I'll be sad to officially move out of the toddler phase for the last time (until one of my kids decides I would look good as a grandma). It's bizarre (moving out of the stage). We've been going through baby toys and clothes (Amy and Mary, the 23rd is fine. Make sure you have room for a box.). Putting away the Jack-in-the-Box that I bought P1 made me sentimental. Same with the stacking rings. I was more than happy to get rid of that popcorn popper push toy. I wanted to light it on fire and dance around it but I guess that would be a chemical waste hazard...nice to know kids can gum it, though.
The rest is not worth talking about.
But! I did get a chuckle when I noticed that PZ caught the eyes of a local, Catholic holy roller. :)