Felix, the Chosen Minion

The boys are currently running around the house playing in a knockoff Harry Potter world, complete with bad British accents and made up spells.

I’m writing this from beyond the grave because it has killed me.

My heart is not going to survive this school year. Miles informed me this morning that his class is learning FIVE dances this year. The Merengue was just a start. They learned SWING already. Can you even imagine?!? This is too much.