This is a tale of grim survival.
It's been a long, hot, messy, under-scheduled summer. I need to make it through one more week -- one more! -- and then all three of my kids will blessedly, finally be in school. For our youngest, it's the start of kindergarten, so this is a big deal for us. Several years ago, my husband and I realized that it would be fall of 2012 before they were out of the house, at least part-time. It seemed unthinkably far in the future, and you know what? It was.
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