I may be scarce for the next couple weeks. The summer of insanity will conclude with the grand finale of myself and four children* driving to Minnesota. Mr. Heather will be joining us later. I’ve been busy this past week putting together final details: house sitters, dog sitters, holding the mail, all the fun details that make me wish my only role was whining and saying “Are we there yet?”
Oh yes, it’s confession time? No matter what a sleep addled brain may insist, even if the previously unopened reserve gallon of milk is sour, never ever latch onto the false hope that vanilla yogurt could possibly serve as coffee whitening substitute. It was only the faintest of hope, but it was soundly dashed with the first sip.
So what you have done through carelessnes or a misguided attempt to create a solution?
*Oh and three of the kids are under five.