Isaac got his temporary liscense. He passed the test. We tried to play a joke on Dad and act like Isaac didn’t pass, but when we got home from the testing bureau Isaac failed miserably at our trick because he could not contain his smile. (If you think teaching your kids to tie their shoes, use the potty, or ride a two-wheeler is bad…holey shmokes, I had no idea how nerve racking this is!)
Matthew broke his wrist during his basketball game. Darn.
Don’t you think ER’s could come up with some special sort of point system for mothers like me, with lots of boys? Maybe at the end of the year we could add up our points, browse through a brightly colored catalog, and pick out a new grill, a point and shoot camera, or at least a nice kitchen appliance?
(See Andrew in the background, still traumatized by his last break, checking things out? He was so worried about Matt…he told him, “Don’t worry Matt, this means you will get so much candy!”)