Holler! They published it!

The Western Front published my "stop objectifying my peers" letter!

I didn't know it was out there until a friend of mine mentioned it on Facebook (how lame does that sound? He's far away, if that makes it less dorky). Anyhoo, click here if you want to see it. Huge props to Erin and Tuan- they led TOB this year. A lot of what went into the letter was inspired by what they taught us.

Yesterday was a little long. Up at five, out the door at six, role call at 6:30, on the job until 4:30 (we just couldn't stretch it to five, although I waited around for Joe's crew for a while longer), and babysitting from 5 until 11:30. Long day, but a good day.

I hadn't seen Scott and Jen's kids since Christmas (well, technically I saw them all last weekend at Mass, but you don't run around and play Peter Pan at Mass. At least, not at any that I've been to). They're getting really big! Bryan's going to be really tall, and Emilie is surprising me- she has shot up, too. I thik they're both taking after Scott, who's a pretty tall guy. Kayleigh (whose looks exactly like her mother, and therefore will probably be quite petite) is two. She was born right after I graduated from high school, and consequently I don't know her as well as Bryan and Emilie (I've known them for 8 and 6 years, respectively).

BUT, when, I walked in yesterday, Kayleigh ran forward, wrapped her arms around my legs and yelled, "Molly!" Emilie was hiding around the corner, giggling. Methinks they worked on that one, since the last time I saw them, Kayleigh didn't know my name.

We played Marco Polo, Peter Pan, and watched Finding Nemo (not necessarily in that order). Oh, to be six years old again.