Feeling: quiet
Listening to: Augustana - Boston
Reading/Watching: oh so many things, and the time still drags

Every time this song comes on, I just stop what I'm doing.

I have a week of preparations, and the kids come back next Monday. It's a new year. I feel like it's a new everything.

Andante has figured out that "pill" is a word that not only stands for "wad of peanut butter on the roof of his mouth," but also results in feeling much better once the Benadryl tucked inside does its work. So now, when he's snuffly, he goes to stare at the jar of peanut butter and whimpers. It's pretty adorable. Especially right now, when allergies are kicking both our asses. "Pill" gets an even bigger happydance than "cookie" or "walk."

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