Yesterday's final score: Isabella, 101; Liam, 101.5. So, in a squeaker, Liam finished the day with a last minute game winner as Isabella just missed out on completing a three-day sweep of the series.
This morning, once again, the scores changed. Izzy, sleeping late, came in with an outstanding 98.7 and Liam, still sniffing and coughing, hung on to his slim lead with a 99.5. The experts are predicting a weekend finish to this year's competition, with both team's settling for a respectful and normal 98.6.
To all single parents in the world I now bow. I really have no clue how you stay home with more kids and get anything done besides meeting their needs or just, guiltily, sticking them in front of a favorite movie just so you can get a shower. And all of that without getting frustrated, losing your cool, or just plain yelling at the slightest misstep.
A belated St. Patrick's Day to all. Made corn beef and cabbage (what else) and decided to skip the Irirsh beer along with it. Kids didn't eat much but Karen and I certainly enjoyed it along with the requisite cabbage, potatoes, cooked carrots (not me, no way) and soda bread. Plus mustard. Really, it was a pretty nice dinner though I'm still not great at deciding exactly when a corn beef is done. Not to complain, or show my lack of expertise, but fork-tender really isn't a very accurate measure to go by. In any case, we ate. No one got food poisoning and the sun rose again today. That's success, yes?
That's all there is. There isn't any more.
Posted by robdesign at March 18, 2005 11:13 AM