Miser Family Update, emotion version

Life continues to be rich and full in the Miser Mom household.

The big Woo-Hoo for the week was that after 5 or 6 weeks in which he visited 19 countries (14 of them via bicycle), my husband returned home today.  I think my favorite part of having him come home was seeing the faces of my normally monosyllabic, guarded teenage sons . . . these young men of mine were each radiant with happiness. I can only imagine my face reflected theirs.  It's good to have My Guy home.

And in the evocation-of-emotion theme, N-son played drums in church on Sunday morning, the same morning that I was in charge of reading the scripture.  I marched up to the pulpit and said, "I'm going to go off-topic briefly.  For all of you parents who suffer through noisy kids at home, it's such a blessing to have this child  making such wonderful music in public . . . "   I admit I got a little choked up, which is *totally* unlike me.  But seriously, he's so good at playing those drums as part of a group of other musicians.  How did that happen?

J-son has been playing to his own strengths, sparring with some big dude on Tuesday and hanging with a vast and changing collection of his friends on most evenings of this week. (Not to mention, lighting up like a lantern when he walked back into the house with a pair of friends and saw his dad here again).

For my dog-loving relatives, I'll just add that Prewash continues to be a complete joy to the family.  She's still battling a persistent case of giardia (icckkk . . . ), but behavior-wise, she's practically the perfect dog.  For example, 2-year-old A-child flops down on Prewash's head, or pulls toys out of her mouth, and the dog responds by wagging her tail and "tickling" A-child.  

As for me, I'm getting close to the end of a summer research project with one of my students; we managed to prove a pretty cool thing together by discovering the Lindemann–Weierstrass theorem, which says (among other things) that x and cos(x) can't both be algebraic unless x=0.  Life changing, that!

And that's the latest from the Miser Mom clan, a family that continues to be prosperous in our adventures. May you and yours be similarly wealthy.