Lost Camera and Other Tragedies

Well, I lost my camera. I had it on the 4th of July and took some really fun pictures, but now I can't find it anywhere. I'm thinking that I must have left it at the park where we saw fireworks. We packed up after the show in the dark and must have missed it. I am sad, but I guess I can justify getting a new one now...Thankfully I had just uploaded pics a couple of days before so we didn't lose too many. Mostly just the kids playing and pics of the 4th.

Also, my computer died. Completely crashed! It has been acting naughty lately and finally just went boom. I am so mad I could scream. I called geek support and they said to bring it in (it's under warranty) and they would look at it but based on what I told them, they don't have much hope. So for the time being I have commandeered the lap top.

Tragedy 3, my little five year old neighbor just knocked on my door and handed me a handful of my mail that he had so generously been collecting from my mailbox for the past couple of days. I had wondered at my good fortune of no bills lately. He only took the letters and left the fliers and junk mail! Apparently his Mom found his stash and made him bring them right over! Now I'm wondering if I got it all or if he lost some of it...Frustrating! I'm waiting for Caden's placement letter for kindergarten, all of the other kids have gotten theirs. I wonder if I could get a search warrant for this kids house and property? Stealing mail is after all a federal offense right? But I guess this same kids mom did buy some rocks and lemonade from Cassie the other day when she turned entrepreneur and went door to door sales all over the block. So, fair is fair and I will just move on.

And for the final tragedy, Caden is standing next to me crying because Cassie took a drink of his soda and got girl germs all over it! The nerve! Now he can't possibly drink it because it's completely contaminated! Cassie is just laughing and offering to drink the rest for him if he doesn't want it anymore. So life goes on and I am going to finish up my typing, go upstairs and take some Tylenol for this pounding headache I am rapidly acquiring, and get poor little Cade a new drink, and tell Cassie to stop pestering her little brother, and yell at Coleton to turn off his video games and be the big mean mom who forces her children to clean house and maybe I'll make some dinner (I worked last night so I'm dead on my feet right now) and then perhaps, just maybe, I know I'm pushing it, but maybe we can get through the rest of the night without sibling rivalry, arguments or cooties.