Look at these bathing beauties scrubbing off the dirt and grime of a church festival. We've had a long, long week. Julia and Ian started a new school, I went back to teaching after a glorious spring and summer at home with my children, and Norah got two new teeth perfect for biting and keeping her up at night. Why is it that babies seem to have a 6th sense about change or work that needs to be done so they decide to pick that time to wake up all night and need to be held all day...jeepers. So we survived the week, I got through the handing out of syllabi and the first reading and writing assignments. The children seem to love their new school, and we all had a blast at the fall festival. I will be happy to never hear the words "tickets" and "webkinz" again for a good long time. Cross your fingers that we win one of the baskets that we put many chances in to win (a grill for John, the Ruthie American Girl for Julia, the relaxation products for me). Happy Labor Day!
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