My goodness, it's been a while. It's unfortunate that facebook and instagram have pushed blogging into antiquity. It's been almost a year since I posted anything here, though my Face Book is regularly faced. To recap the year:
These three hooligans had a summer, then they started at Liberty's new charter school, EPIC, which stands for Even Poop Is Cool. It's a slogan meant to reduce bullying, because if poop is cool, so is the smelly kid that doesn't know the names of the boys in One Direction.
We took another couple stabs at dog ownership. We first tried purchasing a very cute Doxie-poo puppy that weighed less than a meal at Chili's. It apparently came with a faulty liver because after several non-free trips to the vet, it went off to wherever dead dogs go. Oh, wait. There was a movie that explained everything. After Oscar's passing, we tried to repair the hole in our daughter's hearts by getting a rambunctious labrador/german shepherd mix that bit people and peed in the same spot in the crack between our tile and hardwood floors about 900 times. So we gave him back.
Sam got a splinter in her foot.
Jon stopped teaching for a while and started rolling balls of dung with his hind legs.
Lucy enjoyed our trip to Utah, in which we attended Jon's grandmother's funeral and presented the girls with the University they'll be attending in about 10 years.
Nora is now in Kindergarten and reading, but reading is not as good as TV.