The Party
So I told the kids that we would have a little party this week before they go back to school. I don't know why I offer these suggestions up. It's really laziness, initially. I make these promises to give them something to look forward to and then I don't want to do it. I don't want to do it at all. I spend the whole day hoping we'll need to cancel. It's so mean, but it's real, folks. I mean, how many nights of being a happy party mom can I be, really? This photo freaks me out a little. Kennedy having friends that are older than the other kids is fine because they don't look that much older, except THIS friend. The boys are all in love with her because she's gorgeous, and she's tough, and she beats them all up at school. Did I mention that she's ten and in real life she looks older than Kennedy. They are in a different age bracket. It's strange, but it's real. I'm about to have a teenager in my family....