A Normal Week

I have failed to blog this week because I really have nothing to say. I have finally had a week where everyone in the house is relatively well. My daughter went on her first field trip and had a blast. My son managed to make it through most of the day at preschool without crying the whole day (just most of it). There is always home maintenance to keep us on our toes, and a large, lovable dog who keeps coming up with strange ailments. I am thankful that I have a great vet who will actually consult with me on the phone instead of making me drag her in there all the time.

I guess I should also mention that my dad must've been going through grandchild withdrawal, because he came over Friday to go with my son and I to pick up my daughter from school. (Keep in mind that my parents have kept my children at least 3 days a week since they were babies while I worked.) Of course my dad is just smitten with my daughter - I do recall him promising her a Corvette on her sixteenth birthday, the day she was born. Where was this man when I was 16 driving the 4-speed, flesh-colored, diesel Volkswagon station wagon??? (He has since had "selective memory" when it comes to this promise, so sorry baby, I think the Corvette is out! ) Daddy wants her to drive a big, bad truck anyhow!