Remember that one kid who forgot her way to mom's house on Mother's Day? Yeah, well mom spent Memorial Day sitting next to her in the emergency room. My poor little chef ... hot grease splashed up on her arm at work and she now has a nasty 2nd degree burn. See, God punishes you for not visiting your mom on Mother's Day, especially when you live in the same zip code.
On the bright side, the other kid was dancing around the living room this morning because it was her last exam and her last day of school! Wheeeeeeee! It's great. Now they are both safely on their way to adulthood and I am reminded that now my usefulness has ended and I can happily descend into old age and incontinence knowing I did a pretty good job.