Okay, now. What to write.

Harper keeps picking up the cat by the neck. I'm sure that's not good. Sometimes the tail too.
My goal for tomorrow is to make a geodesic dome out of newspaper. And to buy some vinegar and baking soda to make a volcano. Saren needs some good do-with-me activities.
I have semi-lifted the restrictions on the girls' food choices. I say semi because I have a pretty hard time actually sticking with it. Right now they are hopped up on jellybeans, so I guess we'll see how it goes. Saren keeps reminding me. "Remember, mom, how I am in charge of my own food desicions now?" And I grudgingly say yes. I don't think the grudgingly part is helping matters.
This year for Halloween Saren is going to be a firefighter. Harper is going to be a fairy. Harper's costume is going to be so damn cute.
This is all I can muster up for now.