E is standing over my shoulder goading me.
“You need to update your blog, MOM!”
The kids have started reading what I write here. Just two nights ago C was sitting at the Mac, doubled over in laughter.
“What’s so funny?,” I asked.
“Maybe they tasted almost the same going down as coming back up?”
Then today, E asked me what “vudka” was.
“Why do you need to know that?
“Because it’s in all the answers to the Russian Composer Test.”
So it’s one thing to have the entire Internet reading my blog. It’s a wholly different thing to have my kids reading it.