Cool

School starts again next week. For Maya, sleeping in until 2PM will be a thing of the past. She will have to totally retrain her body to wake up in time to get to school. She hasn't practiced yet because she thinks it will be a cinch but I know there will be at least a week of cranky, stinky attitude coming from her until things settle down. She'll tell me that she's NOT TIRED! She'll say that it's the fault of the school for GIVING HER SO MUCH DAMNED WORK TO DO! She'll say that she can't possibly do the dishes for me because she has SO MUCH HOMEWORK to do. Then the whines will turn into requests for me to drive her all over town so she attend all of her social engagements.

We've been trying to enjoy the last few days together before hell warms up again. We've been to what Henry refers to as the "cool" either because he refuses o say Pool or because it is actually quite cool. He loves it and it's been good because he starts swimming lessons again next week. The only problem is that we've all caught colds because we've been swimming in publicly gathered germs.

Maya gets her braces off in two weeks time and the only thing that would make her happier is if we got a call from Golden Casket telling us we'd won a gazillion bucks. Hopefully she'll be diligent in wearing a retainer so as not to undo the three and a half years of sacrifice she's made to ensure her teeth are straight.