It is college application time and we are stressing because the applications are due soon. Very soon. Like next week. Or the week after. I'm not sure because I'm trying not to be an obsessive mom and check all the deadlines and just trust the High School Senior that she is on top of it. But seriously, I would feel a lot better if we could get just one in early. The problem with parenting is that if you do a good job, they will be able to do things on their own. But then you don't know if you're doing a good job until it's too late do prevent them from falling and if they fall, you have to pick up the pieces and I hate the broken heart part. So I'm just clenching my fists and gritting my teeth and trusting it will all work out. I guess there is no down side, really, because if she forgets to apply and doesn't get in anywhere, she will have to stay home with me. Hey! That's an idea! I should encourage her not to apply anywhere so she would have to live with me for another year. That should work.
Husband is trying to shame the children into reading the blog because apparently none of them do any more. Not even Husband who says he doesn't need to read my blog because he is living it. And he's not in Afghanistan. I told him that's not the point. And also I don't think the children have any shame, because I don't. In fact, here is a shameless plug to get them to read. I am posting a picture of their favorite thing in the entire world.
Yes. That is The Dog. Child 3 took the picture and it is a pretty good one. In fact, it's the best picture of The Dog ever because for being a very cute dog, she is remarkably unphotogenic. She take the ugliest pictures and very often ends up looking like a bat. Like this.