So, I have been failing a little (a lot) on my blogging agenda. I actually have some pretty interesting (probably not now that I think about it) things I have been wanting to blog about.
I'll start this off by saying that they kept mom at the hospital overnight again. I could see that she was relieved. It is still not so easy for her to breath- and that is kind of inconvenient. This is part of the lung disease that she has, now it is just learning what meds will balance it.
Anywho- a week ago today I became a survivor. Nothing that deserves a brightly colored ribbon or anything so fancy- rather another notch in my mom belt or a star for my apron.
I made them eat dinner on the deck. I'm classy like that.
There were blindfolded makeovers. Wow- just gorgeous.
And Lewis was quite the stud among a crowd of 11 year old girls.
We started the night with 9 girls plus emily and sam. 11 children.
Had a big girly girl drama thing and lost one. 10 children.
Begging, crying, pleading, drama drama drama. Leaving girl stays. 11 children.
Drama Drama Drama. Same girl, leaving again. 10.
Same thing as before, only this time I make Dan get involved because I'm going in to make a drink. 11.
One girl gets picked up by parent due to early AM soccer game and non-spending-the-nightous-itis. 10 children.
11pm. Child in tears, thinks she wants to go home. Nothing in particular, other than itchy eyes from dog and a bit of homesickness. 9 children.
I sleep on the floor in Sam's room with he and emily. 7 soon to be teenage girls 'sleep' in the living room. Which I don't think there ever was really any sleeping.
Check that off the list. Been there, done that. Not sure I will sign up for it again.
Too much drama.