Sometimes...

Sometimes Max and Lucy are both in bed by 8pm, and I want to award myself a trophy.
Sometimes you just have to put a sign on your door. And be specific.

Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I didn't coach my kids through every meal, to eat just one more bite.  Would they starve?

Sometimes the idea for a lemonade stand only gets this far-

Sometimes I let Joe sleep in until noon.

Sometimes daddy-days are the best.

Sometimes it rains in July.

Sometimes I get overly excited to watch The Bachelorette.

Sometimes it is very challenging to find summertime activities that will simultaneously interest a 13 year old, a five year old, and a three year old.

Sometimes...  there is not much to write about!