Well the day is almost over, it's 9:30 PM, one kid is asleep and I am praying the other will soon be. And I'm sitting here, in front of the computer feeling like a deflated balloon. Parenting my kids this week has been difficult at best and then the times like these, when Crazy Daughter is constantly getting up and out of bed, I feel like I'm going to drive myself to the hospital's psyche ward.
And to top it all off, my vacuum cleaner won't suck anymore. I'm trying to clean the house for Big Guy to come home to, and I can't vacuum up the dirt. At some point you just have to curl up in a ball and laugh. At least dirt is better than sand right. Sigh.
But other than the cleaning, I believe we are ready to have him home, I bought some Mt. Dew (the unofficial drink of the Army), chips, salsa, and a myrraid of other assorted food items that I don't normally eat. In fact, I haven't bought soda since he left, over a year ago.
But I'm trying to stay busy, to keep my mind preoccupied on other things. Tomorrow night our church is having a dinner and singing group. It probably won't be my cup of tea singing wise, but there will be plenty of hands there to hold my kids, and I won't have to cook dinner, that is always a plus.
And so, here's a picture of me and the kids, a friend just got some new camera equipment so I was volunteered to be her test subject. If only my daughter would have cooperated.