The kids are off from school for two days for the New Jersey State Teachers' Association meeting. It would be nice, if his teachers actually went to the meeting. [Insert eye roll.]

Jonah slept until 8:30 today. He's 11 years old now, so his body is moving into the rhythms of a teenager. This is the kid who was up at 5:30 every morning for years. I actually have to wake him up for school in the morning. Five years ago, I couldn't have imagined waking up a kid in the morning, and now we're here.

As some of you noticed from the tweets, we had a real estate agent over to give us a price on the house. We're toying with the idea of moving. We're moving-curious.

What did the real estate agent say? Well, all the funky things that we love about our house — the high ceilings, the big windows with original glass, the 100-year old door, exposed brick, the front porch, the moldings — yeah, nobody else cares about those things. All the people want is a family room to watch a big-assed TV and lots of places to pee. Since we only have a living room and 1-1/2 baths, we aren't going to get much for the house. She said we'll probably lose a lot of money, but it will be okay if we move to a bigger home in the same area, because all homes took a big hit.

 So, we're very curious if the grass is indeed greener in other towns and grilling our friends who live in communities that are the short list. Last night, we met with some friends in a very swanky suburb. Their schools  teach Latin to middle school kids, offer open gradebooks, and let the parents volunteer in the schools. They also said that the parents drink so much that they carted around kegs in little wagons while trick or treating with the kids. It's very John Cheever.

In addition to fact gathering, I'm entertaining the kiddos. Today, lunch at IKEA (kiddies love meatballs), sneakers at Sports Authority, and Mega Mind at the mall.