Ann scooped me on the party photos (as well she should have). The top one is hers, too,-- Sam opening a vintage KISS record from our friend, Beth. We are suckers for the drama.
And there it is, really: dramatics. There is the brooding four year-old, the sensitive five year-old, the emotionally tipsy nine year-old, and the baby (which is heart-on-your-sleeve kind of stuff). It is entertaining and funny and hard and most of all, exhausting. It is showing (the tiredness) and during the last few months it has, at times, taken over. I love Alicia's Habit from yesterday "Some days I wish everything could just stay done". Oh, I'm with you, A, a thousand times with you.