Miracle Jesus Tech Man

So far today Devon has said, “Hoooooweeee, motherfucker!”, in response to some sort of commotion in the kitchen involving him being chased by his sister as the dogs barked in stress. Coincidentally, Loren had earlier bellowed the same thing when I pulled a tick from his shin, something he thought was merely a scab for the last few days until this afternoon when he noticed it had legs. Cassidy has been the star child and used more subtle techniques to express her needs/thoughts. Me? My musings? Well, hmmm. While I have been literally counting down the hours until summer break I have somewhat neglected the fact that this freedom from work will mean approximately 92 days with my children. 92 days. In a row. Holy fuck. How will I possibly survive?