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Homeschooling and a bit of an Update

Well, the kids and I are about to start homeschooling. When we finish these little basic work books that there wonderful Aunt Tara got them, we willbe going into full swing. Something that I am excited about is the Child Development center here on post is offering Spanish classes.

To anyone who already home schools, please e-mail me with any tipyou have. I am open to most suggestion. I am really building my own curriculum and trying to go straight from preschool into a kindergarten curriculum. I am just a bit nervous.

Man, my head is killing me. Clint and I drank long island iced teas while watching the sapranos last night. OUCH!!!!! Oh and for the record, I did cheat with the smoking last night. I went out to talk to Amy and Jenna and I think it was mainly because I had been drinking. At least it wasn't in fromt of my kids. I will recover. I am determined not to be a "smoker".

Clint and I will be celebrating our 4 year anniversary next Thursday. I can't believe it. It just seems like yesterday and in a way, it feels like forever. We get along so well, share so many of the same values and goals and man, I feel like he knows what I feel before I feel it. I guess in that way, I feel like I have known him my entire life. Life before my darling husband seems so far away and hardly existent. Man, I love him. I am so damn lucky to have married such a beautiful man both inside and out.

Oh yes, we also took the kids to the circus. We got free tickets and let me tell you, I loved it as much as the kids. The clowns were wonderful, the acrobatics spectacular.....The kids and I were in complete and utter delight. I have pictures and will post them later.

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