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first, happy cinco de mayo. i had my car stolen once on cinco de mayo, so i can't claim that it's traditionally a lucky day for me... but, maybe, today my luck will have changed.

in other news, i haven't blogged in over a week and will not be able to blog with any reliability until the 14th. i'm tempted to promise to blog for 5 straight days beginning on the 14th, but can't be sure that i'll be brimming with things to say.

possible topics for 5 straight days of blogging:

1) the mother's day weekend trip that i am taking with my pal, k. don't call us, we'll call you.

2) the vicious attack visited upon isaac by little brother, lucas. sadly, i could not intervene because i was laughing too hard in the dining room. don't worry, there was only a little blood.

3) big spoon fundraiser for our sacramento walk. we got more toppings than yogurt... it's supposed to work like that, right?

4) food. farmer's market. homemade minestrone. new food's program- introducing roast chicken to the twins. we got a total of 3 bites in the first day, with zero gagging. not too shabby. as a bonus, isaac said, "can i smell it?" and when i said yes, and asked him what he thought it smelled like, he said, "it smells like teenagers." i couldn't completely disagree.

5) autism stuff. it's no longer april, so i failed the first part, but i'm going to make good on the other part of my commitment. so, if you have any general (or even specific...yikes!) questions about autism, will you send them to me? maybe it will help me to focus on what i want to talk about...

ok. i'm running late to where i'm supposed to be going. this post is not fun. and it has no pictures. and that makes me feel sad. you know what will make me feel better. but it will only work if you actually do it... close your eyes. picture you and me. we're laughing. we're eating froot loops. by the handful. we throw them into each other's mouths and we laugh harder. i miss often. and hit you in the teeth. and the eye. you, however, have great aim. and i consume far too many froot loops.

now, i feel full and happy.