Today we put the books aside and spent time cleaning the house. The boys helped and we got a lot done, including some of those grimy jobs, like scrubbing the garbage can. It’s amazing, the sense of satisfaction that comes from knowing you have a spotless garbage can!

We went to the pool tonight. A little guy puked in the shallow end, so everyone had to get out and sit in the paddling pool for awhile while they treated the other pool. I was glad that I had decided not to swim. There are not many things less fun than sitting in a small paddling pool with a bunch of disgruntled kids that want to be swimming and diving. Carter’s bright yellow swimming trunks are rapidly fading to a dull, yellow colour. That chlorine is brutal.

Lyndon is still not home. He was going to stop and see his mom and dad on the way. His mom must have fed him. Lucky guy. I don’t know how our house painting plans will go for the weekend. We are supposed to be getting a lot of wind. The garbage is piling up as it has been too windy lately to burn it.

Colton lost another fish today, his sucker fish. We are starting to suspect that his big catfish might be killing the other fish. We hate to accuse the catfish without proof, though. So far there have not been any witnesses to foul play. (Not any that are verbal, anyway.)

Lyndon just walked in the door. I hope the kids are asleep, or they’ll be up for another hour.

I had a story published in an online literary magazine called A Fly in Amber. It’s a young adult story called Bliss. Feel free to check it out at aflyinamber.net.