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Thanks a lot, season premiere of Parentood. As if my day weren't emotional enough yesterday, I am now officially weepy at the thought of Maddie going off to college. Yes, I've added worrying about my second grader's imminent departure from home to go on to college to my list-o-crazies.

Wait - she's just now starting to get real letter grades instead of smiley faces and stickers this year; it's not too late to sabotage her academic career!

Today is 9/11, and I don’t think I’ve made a single post on this day before. Eleven years ago, I was awakened in my New York apartment by the phone ringing off the hook with friends frantic to get hold of me. I turned the television on just in time to see the second plane crash into the building right up the street from my husband’s work.

The number of years I've now been married: 17

The number of poolside glasses of champagne I consumed celebrating this fact during an overnight anniversary getaway: 2

The number of panicked calls I received from our first-time babysitter who also happens to be seven months pregnant with her first child during said overnight getaway: 0


You are so ready for this, Nikkie. You're going to rock motherhood.

I do miss my girls terribly while they're at school.

On the other hand, I’ve gotten an awful lot done during the day while the girls are school. Dinners made, laundry done, cabinets organized, household running smoothly . . .

Hmmm.

We had our first three-day weekend as a school family, and boy did we appreciate it.

Saturday was one of the most glorious Saturdays EVER. Brian got up with the girls and when I stumbled out of my room at nearly 9 a.m., he was lying on Cora’s bed doing the voices while the girls played Dollhouse. “Wah, wah,” my husband would say with his eyes closed, and the girls would rush to pick up the doll babies and take care of them. “How long have you been at this?” I asked. He peeled one eye open. “Hard to say,” he mumbled, and drifted back off.

I sent my man back to bed and found out the girls had been playing happily for over an hour, and had not yet had breakfast. And thus it went for much of our weekend.