“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times” The opening line to Dickens’ A Tale of Two Cities is overwhelmingly appropriate for this update.
Jaime made the cheerleading team. We are so proud and happy for her. Sabrina learned Saturday that her homeroom teacher had a heart attack and passed away. We are so sad for her loss.
The week was fairly quiet otherwise, if you don’t count all the times Junior screamed at the top of his lungs when he lost his patience or was told No. He spent almost as much time in “Time out” as he did swimming this week. I plan to check out the local anger management groups to see if they have any minimum age requirements. :-)