The grass is always greener...

on the other side of the house. Well, at least it will be if it continues raining in the front yard but not in the back as it is doing right now. Does that mean the devil is beating his wife? That it will rain at the same time tomorrow? That I will have to water the flower beds in the backyard? Yes, I'm betting on the latter.

We're readying our fleet of bicylces, scooters, and yard mules for our subdivisions annual 4th of July parade/picnic. The kids have balloons, streamers, Uncle Sam hats, beads, giant sunglasses, etc. You may remember that we missed last year's festivities due to a prolific amount of vomit spewing from all three of my children simultaneously. We're hoping to avoid that this year. I guess, I mean it really won't seem like a holiday unless someone vomits or poops, but we'll try to muddle our way through.

This morning we went to the pediatrician for well-kid visits. Sam and Sophy were delinquent on a shot that was a two-part shot, so they both got round #2 of HepA, I believe. Sam screamed and moaned while his sister was taking her shot (without a tear shed and with a smile on her face), and he screamed and moaned even louder when it was his turn. In true mommy fashion, I made it all better by promising him I'd take him to Barnes and Noble for a coffee. It worked. Sophy chose book #1 of the Junie B. Jones series, Jack got book #18 of The Magic Tree House series, and Sam nursed his coffee and played with the Thomas set-up. Hehe. I love that boy more than words can say. He has started throwing around words like "injustice" and "unfair" while maintaining his innocence in sibling altercations. At least he has stopped asking for a lawyer when he is in trouble.

If only 2 thirds of my children didn't wake up EVERY morning before 6:30 a.m., I might sleep in tomorrow (being Saturday and all.)Then again, if IF's and BUT'S were candy and nuts, we'd all have a Merry Christmas. Right?