School: In a groove. Helping the students with myriad problems, including unknotting shoelaces and managing absences due to orthodontist appointments. We got this.

Running: I'm not running at all, but my child? The oldest? He's kicking butt and taking names.  Ran his first cross country meet today.  Beat all the kids his own age and most of the kids a year and two older.  A former student said to me, "I guess it runs in the family." Can't say I wasn't pleased to hear that.  Does that make me a bad mom?  Unwilling to let him have his own identity?  I mean, he has his own identity, and it's a million times better than mine.

Teeth: Mac is about to lose his first.  Finally.  But he won't let me yank it out.  Does that surprise anyone?  Because it shouldn't.  That kid doesn't let me do anything.  It's his way or the highway.  Except the times when I take away his electronic devices.  Then, it's my way.