Note...

A friend was concerned after reading the blog that I wouldn't last the summer with my sanity and watching Leroy. I do employ hyperbole in my writing. I'm not at the end of my rope, and he has four weeks of camp, etc. he will be attending. I just have two weeks with him now, and I'm doing fine. We have this courtship dance at the beginning of each summer vacation where he tries to see what he can get away with, and I try to establish my presence in his life with some authority. This too, as with all things, will pass, and I'll look back fondly on his foibles by summer's end.