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I was hoping to do a blog while the kids were sleeping, but the internet is down and J is also sleeping. I'd have to wake her up to get back behind the couch to the router, and that hardly seems fair, even for a properly written blog with full-color pictures. So instead I'll tap out an improper blog while sitting at my desk, which was clean this morning but is now littered with a morning's worth of well-intentioned projects that started out promisingly but were left unfinished because my attention was required elsewhere to sort out a dump truck dispute or to flip a load of laundry.

We were going to visit the zoo today, but the whole family was in a haze before the day even started. Our veteran parenting move this week was putting a zoo date on the calendar but choosing not to tell the kids about it, just in case we decided that it was more important to stay at home on our pajamas than to watch the elephants. After a full weekend of church and a trip to Albion, the elephants never stood a chance. And no one was upset at us, because we broke no spoken promises.

The folder of our exercise DVDs lies open on my desk. We were going to exercise this morning, because the kids would definitely be able to entertain themselves while we did a short 20-minute workout. This turned out to be not quite so straightforward as we had thought, so we were going to exercise as soon as they were all down for naps. But Felix started crying as soon as we had shut the other two in their rooms, so we were going to exercise as soon as he had eaten and been assuaged. But then J was having nasty allergies and she took a Claritin, and she was just going to nap for a thirty minutes, and then her alarm would go off and we would exercise then. And that was about an hour and half ago, so I can't really say what the forecast for exercise is.

There is a lab slip on my desk as well, which J is supposed to complete before her next physical. I don't know which labs she can use to do her blood work, because we don't have the same insurance. And I was on the phone with her insurance for a half hour this morning getting through the automated menu and then trying to figure out with a supposedly living human being whether and where she could get an eye exam. Then there were two more phone calls, and lots of waiting on hold while Felix screamed his lungs out, and I just don't have it in me to interact with the insurance world again for at least 24 hours.

And there's plenty more on my desk--a zoom recorder, a Sunday School registration form, and a bank bill and a dentist's office registration packet, but Felix is crying again, and I hear Owen. So I think that's the end of this blog and this nap.