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Mar. 17th, 2011 09:04 amThe BoyChild didn't sleep well most of the night. Around 7, he tossed his pillow out of the crib, climbed down, stumbled around the living room dragging his pillow to By's chair. He flopped the pillow in the chair, climbed in, and went to sleep. We left him there. The Miss is all twitchy because I'm making her be quiet so her brother gets a little rest and is more cooperative when company gets here.
Because the boy took so long to settle, we didn't get the cleaning done, and Mom's just gonna have to deal. Didn't get the trash to the road either, so of course this is the day the trash truck rolled up before 10am.
Think patient, safe-driving thoughts for my sister today. She's driving 3 hrs west to pick up an unhappy 12-yr-old, take the kid to Wichita (another 3 hr drive) to see the kid's dying brother in the hospital, then back to the kid's foster home, then back to the office before she can go home. Bleh.
Because the boy took so long to settle, we didn't get the cleaning done, and Mom's just gonna have to deal. Didn't get the trash to the road either, so of course this is the day the trash truck rolled up before 10am.
Think patient, safe-driving thoughts for my sister today. She's driving 3 hrs west to pick up an unhappy 12-yr-old, take the kid to Wichita (another 3 hr drive) to see the kid's dying brother in the hospital, then back to the kid's foster home, then back to the office before she can go home. Bleh.
