Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


How did I get here?

It is 5:02 p.m. and my house is quiet.

Hot Rod is in the backyard playing golf.
Pickle is at the table doing his homework.
Little Bit is watching "Lord of the Beans" in the front room.

No one is rushing around looking for a shin guard, tennis racket or jacket. No one is begging me to fill the water jug or help them find a backpack.

This may very well be the first night that we've had at home with no activities since 1996.


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