The little light at the end of the tunnel is now a bright, shining flood light. I can almost breathe again. When the boys start school next week I will finish a summer full of bike rides, blackberry picking, pool marathons, museums, movies and more fighting, more wrestling, more teasing, more messes and more craziness than should be allowed in one little house. I plan to spend my first few weeks of quiet reclaiming my sanity, resettling my blood pressure and shedding my summer "give me chocolate and no one gets hurt" pounds. After that I'll focus on this little to do list I've been scribbling on for the past few weeks. Bless all those home school moms out there, but two roads diverged in a yellow wood and I, well... I'm taking the easy path out!