So apparently, change is good! I mean like, really good. So good, in fact, that I am beginning to worry that I have somehow gotten off the Crazy Train and entered another, parallel universe, where my children are incredibly agreeable, and the happytime-to-meltdown ratio is much, much more favorable than I am accustomed to. I keep waiting for the proverbial crap to hit the proverbial spinning blade, but so far no dice! I am really digging living in this Twilight Zone!
Part of me is not 100% convinced that this fan we speak of isn't just pointed in someone else's direction during the school day, and that I am just happily outside the splatter zone. I'm wondering, if that is the case, do I even care that my Utopian illusion is just an illusion?!