a wee little vent

If I'm out for an evening, and my very capable, very loving, very cute husband is home with our children, he is NOT babysitting. He is *parenting*. Please do not confuse the two.

Besides, I couldn't afford his rates for babysitting.

still alive

Life has just been happening. Vacation to warm destination. Lots of fun with the kids. Trying to dig out from vacation prep and aftermath. Church and school and friends and activities. The deep freeze of late winter.

That's where I've been.