Life goes on

This afternoon we went over to the kids' school for the Falloween Ball. I helped out Cheeseball's teacher with the spider toss as Husband took the kids around to the various classrooms. Lots of parents helped out and it was really well attended. Our family had a distinct Lucasian flavor: T-Bone was Darth Vader, Cheeseball was Darth Sidious, and Janey really wanted to be Yoda, but settled for Jango Fett (alas, we couldn't find a Yoda costume).

About an hour earlier, we brought all the kids but Beulah (she was babysitting) to get flu shots. Most of us now have sore shoulders and I'm feeling strangely wheezy.


Goose continues to do very well out of diapers. She is usually dry through the night. We have a few minor struggles : she doesn't tinkle on command and she also says she has to go pottymany times when she doesn't. Sometimes she can hold it for hours and hours and sometimes she has silly accidents.


I'm reading a book that has yet to engage me--and I'm close to 300 pages into it. I'd stop reading it but there's nothing else immediately around and Husband is glued to Brisinger.