![\"shutterstock_80104624\"](\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/109\/2013\/04\/shutterstock_80104624.jpg\")
<\/a>\n<\/a>OK, so that\u2019s a rhetorical question<\/a>. But I can\u2019t always tell\u2026<\/p>\n
Take the last seven days in the Susanka household, for example. There was enough snow to\u00a0warrant\u00a0the\u00a0cancellation\u00a0of Son #2\u2019s \u00a0and Son #3\u2019s Little League practice. \u2026and enough sun that they ended up practicing twice<\/em> before they were through. I (happily, but time-consumingly) took part in a late-night movie discussion<\/a> with a group of college seniors, and devoted an entire evening to that most nebulous, indefinable of entities: the Parish Council<\/a>.\u00a0Preparations\u00a0for Sarah\u2019s upcoming trip (with #7) necessitated a couple of hasty trips for birth certificates and drivers\u2019 license renewals \u2014 both much easier in Wyoming than in SoCal. The first four boys spent a significant chunk of the early week messing around with saws and maps. (Or was that SAWS<\/a> and MAPS<\/a>?) Also, we had two birthdays (#1 and #5). Plus, Son #6 fell while clambering across an enormous chair fort<\/a> and knocked his two front teeth out. (The dentist put them back; now, we\u2019ll just have to wait and see if the pretzels he found yesterday are deal \u201cbreakers.\u201d)<\/p>\n Whew.<\/p>\n Basically, I can\u2019t tell if this is my life<\/a>\u00a0right now\u2026