Even though T & I aren't going any where near Lake Como during our upcoming trip, I'd like to go to Lake Como someday and stay in one of these amazing villas, take a boat out on the lake and drink bellini's. Maybe hang out w/ George and Donatella. You know, grab a bite to eat. 
I've been doing more & more laundry today and cleaning up KJ's room. She has a terrible habit of not putting her clothes away. Forget about putting them away "properly," she just doesn't even put them away. I threw away a bunch of skanky t-shirts and some shorts that I know for a fact will not fit her this summer.
So last night T had to be sized for her dance team uniforms/costumes. It was a fun and exciting time. However, on the ride home she found out that one of her friends didn't make the drill team. Try-outs were last night and as we walked into the dance team meeting, all the drill team hopefuls were in the hall waiting for their number to be called. So, the friend is on the phone w/ T crying, T started crying, I started crying. T is well aware of how that feels . . . she's tried out for teams and not made it. It's hard. And as a mom, you're heart just aches.
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