Finally, a name for my "disease"

Apparently, all I need is a little speed to get over my "Tired Mother Syndrome." 

"She's come to you because she's depressed and tired all the time. She has vague complaints of apathy, listlessness, feeling blue ... prescribe Ritalin. This gentle stimulant can help brighten mood and improve performance ... dispel fatigue ... restore alertness, enthusiasm and drive."

All that from one little pill?! I'll head down to the street corner pharmacy now. 

Ad is from 1967 — 100 percent stolen from here.

Fresh eggs on the ground

Aren't these eggs pretty?

And they are from right down the street!

First day of first grade

Finally here — the first day of first grade! 

Will was excited and had a little trouble getting to sleep last night. (Mommy did too, lots of anxiety-filled dreams about missing pages and upset editors. And I lost the van filled with interns. Yes, journalism-diven dreams are so exciting.) But everyone got up on time, had a good breakfast and was out the door ready for a new adventure. It's only a half-day today so I'll see him soon. Until then, it's rather quiet with only one kid home.