Clint, the kids, and I are walking for the cure on Sunday. In case you are not aware, my Mom died from breast cancer on September 15, 2002, while I was 6 months pregnant with the twins. That sucks I tell you. Well anyways, I am hoping to raise a little bit of money for the cause. It is a pretty damn good one, considering all the woman (and some men)who get this dreaded disease. Go here and enter my name. Katherine Stein. Yes, I know Katherine!!! I was only called that when I was in trouble and on the first day of school every year. Please take the time to check out the site. Even if you do not have the bucks to donate, encourage all the women you know to do self exams and to go to their yearly check-ups. Until a cure is found, early detection is a major factor in survival.
We have one more week of school here, yet my children have already disconnected the brain switch. I hate to tell them but we will home school throughout the summer. Luckily for them we can get our work done in less then two hours with only three kids and of course the fact that I sneak projects in throughout our everyday activities. Ethan decided he is exempt from the school dress ode because school is almost out and the daughter has jumped on that band wagon. I decided to let it slide. I figure a cute little t-shirt isn't going to ruin any one's grades, they were all turned in on the 24Th, so we will see if I get a call from the school. So today's little golden nugget of delight is brought to you by Ethan. Mom:Ethan, quit messing with your business. Go to your room if you want to do that. Ethan: I am not messing with it, it hurts. It feels like I am going to bleed when I pee. Mom: Oh honey, I am sorry but you will have to go to your Dad. He is in charge of penises. I handl...
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