saturday.

it's been a day.
the kids continue to pick at each other until they both end up in tears.
they are given second chances, thirds, yet still their mouths can't stop and the tears continue.
i think they are learning things the hard way this summer, that sometimes parents have to be parents and rules have to be rules.
it's a struggle.

the olympics are on and they make me happy.
i love seeing the young faces, all bright and determined...and fit.
ok, confession: i feel guilty eating my after-dinner ice cream while watching uber-toned swimmers, divers and track stars.
i feel like i should be eating a rice cake.
if only i craved rice cakes like i crave ice cream.

tonight ben crawled up in my lap and cuddled with me for a long, long time.
i have no idea how much longer he is going to need me like this but it was awesome.
he barely fits in my lap, and he flopped around like a fish trying to get comfortable, and yet he wanted to be snuggled up with me.
is there anything better?
nah.
not even ice cream.