Lots of people told me that time would fly, but really. 3.5 years since I popped this kid out into the Knepper chaos and now I'm sending her to Preschool.
Adelle came with us for orientation and in true Adelle style, required constant holding and bouncing to avoid thermonuclear self destruction.
We all survived with only a little sweat rolling down my back and into my butt crack since there's no air conditioning at school and I was wrangling a 12 pound bag of hot lava cleverly disguised as my infant daughter while trying desperately to pay proper attention to my huge!giant!preschooler!
School starts Tuesday and I think we are all ready for some routine to our lives. It's been a summer of flying by the sweat-soaked seat of my pants.
(Seriously, though. This super hot weather blows a big fat fatty fatterson.)