My mother arrived Friday night to handle the children early Saturday morning when I left for my (6!!! Mile!!!) run.  She ended up hijacking me and the girls after the run and taking us to Smith Mountain Lake for a couple of days.  After I got over an intense crabby fit on Saturday (my body hurt, I was tired from not sleeping, I wasn’t feeling well, the DVD player for the car was broken, etc etc etc), I calmed down and enjoyed watching the girls play in the water, ate ice cream at inappropriate times of day, and stayed up way too late trying to type quietly so as not to wake the three other people in my hotel room. 

It was a nice way to end the summer officially.