MIA (and the winner of Jen Knight’s Crit!)

Thank goodness school has started! Now I can get back to some semblance of normalcy. And the last two weeks have been insane! Let me bullet it out for you:

Survived an earthquake and a hurricane (both were totally weaksauce).
My sister-in-law and her two wee ones visited for ten days.
Shut down the Smithsonian Air and Space museum (we lost a two-year old for a few minutes).
Got drenched in a downpour at Mt. Vernon with five kids aged five and under.
My oldest critter started kindergarten (WAH!)
And I ate lots of really, really good/bad food.

So that’s my excuse for disappearing from the blogosphere for almost two weeks.

But as promised, the winner of the 10-page crit from author, Jen Knight (whose book BLOOD ON THE MOON debuted on Tuesday) is…jpetroroy! Please email me (at becky underscore vallett at hotmail dot com) and we’ll work out the details! Thanks!

21 Comments

Lindsay N. Currie

September 1, 2011 at 7:25 pm Reply

Oooh, all very good excuses for being MIA if you ask me LOL! My youngest is starting Kindergarten – how sad is that???

Jess

September 1, 2011 at 8:48 pm Reply

Losing a two-year-old at a huge museum??? Holy scary. Even if it was for two minutes, don’t say stuff like that when I’m within reading distance~ it freaks me out! Then again, I freak out when my 13-year-old boy disappears at Wal-Mart for a few minutes (he’s a bit flighty). And the oldest leaving for kindergarten? Too cute and bittersweet. Hope you got photos!

Congrats to the critique winner 🙂

William Kendall

September 1, 2011 at 9:54 pm Reply

From the kid’s point of view, it might well be you who was lost!

Becky Wallace

September 1, 2011 at 10:03 pm Reply

@Lindsay: Did you cry? I came close. Especially because they wouldn’t let me walk him in and he didn’t know where he was going. I heard him chanting to himself, “left, right, door with a tree.” It was horrible!

@Jess: We went up into the air control tower, which only has two floors. We were all crammed into an elevator and he walked out with a huge group of people. My SIL got back on the elevator and I took the four other kids and ran for security. There’s only one exit, so they wouldn’t let anyone out until he was found. Luckily, the family he got off with realized what happened and stayed with him until my SIL got back into the tower. He was fine, just clinging to an older child. My SIL was bawling, convinced she’s the worst mom in the world. I told her it happens to all of us.