Simon and I have achieved something of a cease-fire, which is good, although we have declared cease-fires before and you see how far that's gotten us. Note to Israel and Palestine: I totally get it.
Honestly, I have no idea what an acceptable end-point for a marriage might be. I know people who would say "NEVER" and people who would say "When it stops being fun." I know happy and miserable people on both ends of that spectrum.
Let's say it's actually something like this: when it's more damaging to my kids that their parents stay married than that their parents get divorced.
I'll keep you posted.
In other, less depressing news, Henry got his very first, very own library card yesterday. He signed the application and card by himself (just Henry, like Cher or Madonna). He remains wary of the whole "borrowing" concept--he doesn't want to have to give the books back--but he was delighted that he could bring home five books without a lecture from me about poor children who would trade their shoes to have one-tenth of his home library.
His picks included Star Wars ABCs, I Spy Spooky Night, and something about a robot babysitter.
When we got in the car to go home he said, "My insides are cheering because I got my own library card."
My insides are cheering, too.