After a two-year hiatus, I'm not sure if I have any readers left, but I'm back!
Despite the name, this is first and foremost a parenting blog, begun just months before I became pregnant with Benny. Now that his fraught, dramatic and borderline disastrous junior year has finally ended, we are entering our son's Last Year with us.
This stage of life does deserve some chronicling, and so here I am. A year from now, if all goes well and we pull some minor miracle out of our asses, Benny will be preparing to leave for a good four-year college. If things don't go well -- well, we'll save a ton of money sending him to community college and living with a disappointed, sullen young adult in some rinky-dink place in Daly City. Joy.
And TWO cats. We just acquired a kitten this weekend named Samson and while I had reservations because he's so young (two months) and he's an enormous pain most of the time, we are all crazy about him. He's not really that scared of Phoebe, maybe because he knows she can't get him through the glass door, so he shamelessly harasses her until she's beside herself. He's literally one-tenth of her size.
But he's so cute!
Anyway, like Benny's first year with us, his last year is hugely significant and so I plan to blog it with the same weird obsessiveness because I know it's the last one (one must be optimistic) and I don't want it to slip away unnoticed.
After all, how many times will Benny and I sit together in the living room first thing in the morning discussing Tour de France spoilers and the raging controversy of the name change for Boba Fett's ship?*
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* For the record, I couldn't care less about Boba Fett or his ship. Frankly, I think Slave 1 looks like a Dust Buster. Vacuum up the dregs of the galaxy!
