Holy crap, Consuela, I can barely imagine trying to manage one irrational parent, nevermind two.

Did I mention that no one could call my dad yesterday because at least one of the cordless phones was off the hook and they were both missing? I found them both! In random drawers no where near their bases. So that was exciting. Luckily I could call my grandmother and get her to yell up the stairs that I was late, but coming.

Until now, my dad has been relatively sane; it was quite horrifying to hear that from him.

Can you just ignore him and hope this latest outburst goes away? I honestly don't know what else you can do. They are both being bananas. And it seems they are quite set on causing you the maximum amount of anxiety possible.

One of Matilda's longstanding grievances with life is that she's never seen a rainbow in person.

We trudged off to school this morning, and it had obviously rained recently, but we were between showers and a little late for bell, so we pushed uphill in a hurry.

I kissed her goodbye and walked back home talking with Hannah, the parent of one of Matilda's friends and classmates. As we were chatting we looked up and saw a gorgeous full rainbow.

That was probably behind Matiilda and me the entire time we walked to school, but that she never saw.

I'm afraid to even mention it to her. It even split into a double rainbow.

I kinda feel for your dad, because as much as you're hearing from your mom, I'm sure he's hearing it 24-7. And he wouldn't have to be there if it weren't for her.

But yeah, you definitely need him on board with this. I wonder now how much of her escaping was also him.

One of Matilda's longstanding grievances with life is that she's never seen a rainbow in person.

Someone, I just love this. Rainbows here happen all the time, but I love the idea of someone looking for one and just missing them. I mean, I wouldn't mention it to *her*, but it's sort of sweet in a melancholy sort of way.

Oh, he might be a little upset, because change is hard. but Suela's mom is pushing his buttons. Thanks, Jesse. But I'd have to sniff a cowboy to get by with it.

So, I joined this health club and last night I took all three kids. I picked this place because they have a *great* kids club. Daycare doesn't even really describe it. Anyway, Sammy doesn't really care for it, although he is adjusting, and I had to physically pull Frisco off me. Ellie just looked glum when I dropped her off. Frisco was sort of yelling about how he didn't want to stay.

I rushed through everything, not even washing my hands to get back to them. And then they didn't want to leave. And I was so mean for making them go and why couldn't they stay. They were mad half the ride home.

Yeah, I'm thrilled they like it and we will probably go again tonight, but sometimes being a parent is just unfair.

Matilda will see one, someday. But it's not like a pageant...they just kind of...show up. But when I was a kid, I used to get sad if I missed, like, a hummingbird that other people saw, so I know how that feels.

I...kinda wanna make that into an art flick.

I mean, I wouldn't mention it to *her*, but it's sort of sweet in a melancholy sort of way.

It has a slightly Charlie Brown-ish air to it.