Well, I thought that perhaps once I got back from vacation, I would be able to post more regularly. I had hoped so, actually, as I have discovered that I really enjoy writing these posts and wish I had more time to spend on them.
Unfortunately, this has not been the case. Since I returned, my youngest daughter has been fairly ill from her asthma. Seems that the ungodly-hot weather, combined with sitting in a bone-chillingly cold movie theater to watch 'The Smurfs', then back into the heat, caused her asthmatic little lungs to seized up a bit. So it's been breathing treatments every 2 hours, day and night, night and day.
If one is unfamiliar with the joys of trying to get a rowdy 6-year-old girl to sit still long enough to breath in a few milliliters of albuterol (while said albuterol is acting on their system in a manner roughly akin to low-grade meth), then one should consider themselves lucky.
But, as in all things, I try to find the brighter side. Which, in this case, is further instructing my child to be as wonderfully weird as her father; namely getting her to quote "Lord of the Flies"-- "Sucks to your ass-mar."