It's not about the kids. It's not about the job. It's not about religion or politics.
Unless, of course, I want it to be.
We did get to the doctor this morning and Miss Meg does not have anything more than one pointy new front tooth and one rotten head cold. Whew! I mean the cold part sucks...and the fact that she's teething at the same time is pretty stinky for her, but at least its not an ear infection or croup, etc.