Apparently yesterday at the end of Return of the Jedi, in a massive amount of tears, William managed to sob out, "Daddy, I forgive Darth Vader!"

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I had scrapbooking all Will's birthday weekend at a hotel nearby, so on Will's birthday, I got up early and brought donuts home for him. When I was ready to head back to the hotel, I had Will come sit on my lap facing me. "Happy birthday, Will," I said with smiles and kisses for him. "I'm going to go now, but tonight you can come get me at the hotel and then we'll go have your special birthday dinner, okay?"

He looked at me with big wide eyes and said with wonder and joy, "I can DRIVE now?" as if the perks of becoming four had never fully been explained to him. I am seriously still laughing.

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We recently went to see Grampa and Grandma Molly in Oregon for a long weekend. The kids had such a good time exploring everything. And Grampa and Grandma got worn out by them but I think in a good way! Can't wait to go back.

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Today we are off to a 4H Dog Field Day. Mr. Spock will be coming along for the ride, so we shall see how it goes!

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Today is Dad's birthday! I get to see him in 16 days.

Happy birthday, Dad! I love you!

Apparently yesterday at the park, after running behind some bushes, Will ran up to our friend and said, "There was a regular dog over there." She asked what he meant by "regular" and he rolled his eyes at her and said, "Well, it's not a wolf."

Duh.

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This morning there was a cartoon on about camping. The children had this conversation:

Signa- When we go camping, I'm sleeping in the tent with Daddy.
Will- NO! I WANT TO SLEEP IN THE TENT WITH DADDY!
Signa- No, you get to stay with Momma.
Will- NO! I WANT TO GO CAMPING WITH DADDY, TOO!

And then he tried to punch her.

So I told them both that just for that, we are now not going fictional camping.

So there.

According to Signa, I go to work every day because I hate vacuuming. While it is true (I do ever so much hate vacuuming), I do not desert my family for 8 hours a day (plus driving time) just to avoid that dreaded machine and make Marc do it all.

No, Signa. You are very wrong.

I go to work for hours every week to avoid LAUNDRY. Which is a lot worse than the vacuum.