


*Lest my references to getting organized make you think I'm some uber-organized person, I'm not. Well, in my dreams I am. In actuality, the piles of kid art and schoolwork and notes and doodads have driven me to the breaking point recently. I actually spent the afternoon scanning three piles of kid crud. Er, I mean "awesome things produced by my sweet children." Doing that makes me feel a little less guilty when I dump said piles into the garbage bin.
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