How do you spell relief?
Around here, we spell it S-C-H-O-O-L’S O-U-T!
Oh, sweet joy, the school year has ended, and summer vacation is here at last!
Friday was the longest day EVER, but 4:00 finally came and I think my blood pressure went right back to normal.
In other news around here, Small Fry has a nasty ear infection and is so congested that he’s on a steroid to help clear things up. He started running fever Friday afternoon, so I took him to our pediatrician’s walk-in Saturday clinic. When we got there the front waiting room was full, so Small Fry and I headed to the smaller one in the back and prepared to wait an hour of so. Our favorite nurse opened the door and saw us, and five minutes later we were in a room. Have I mentioned how much we lurve the nurses and Dr. Chris? Because we ADORE them.
Any-ol-hoo, after hearing the news about the ear infection, the doctor mentioned the possibility of putting tubes in. This is all new territory for us. Tater Tot has had only a couple or three ear infections, so it never came up. If he has to have the procedure, what should we expect? Anyone out there with some experience?
Speaking of Tater Tot, that sweet stinker is nearly potty trained. Oh, how the joy just keeps coming! Yes, he will be four in July and I was beginning to think he might start college in a pull-up. I’d like to say that my potty training method finally paid off, but it’s really a shame to lie to the interweb. Good old fashioned bribery — of the highest order — is the key, and it’s very simple: Poop in the potty and pick from the prize box. Skittles and M&Ms didn’t work at all, so we had to go straight to the big stuff. We may have put a dent in that college fund, but at least he won’t walk onto campus with a box of Huggies.
People keep asking me about our plans for the summer. Other than recovering from the past school year, playing with these boys, and visiting my mother as much as possible, we don’t have any big plans. Every now and then I think it would be fun to go to the beach, but I’m not sure this is the summer for it seeing as how the Gulf of Mexico is full of oil. My goal for the summer is to get this house completely and ridiculously clean. To say that my housekeeping, which is limited at best, suffered over the last 10 months is being nice. There are dustbunnies around here that almost look like pieces of furniture. I don’t dare look up into the corners of the ceilings for fear of all the cobwebs I might find. And the clutter? Well, let’s just say the we wouldn’t make the show, Hoarders, but we’d be the first family chosen for a show called Clutterers. It’s driving me nuts, and I really don’t need to be any nuttier than usual.
I suppose I could get a jump on some of that clutter right now.
Or I could take a nap.
Which would you do?
Edited to add: Well, I hit the publish button rather than the preview button, so this thing was published before proofing or revising. It’s not the first time, and surely it won’t be the last.