In the middle of the two weeks, Dad left and was gone from the rest of us on Father's Day.
Oh, yeah, and there was Father's Day.
Big, giant desire to pay us back for being gone overnight, hoping we will never, ever do something like that again.
Tomorrow Dad and brother leave for Boy Scout camp.
Ohhhhh, and tomorrow is my birthday. Did I forget to mention that?
Things are trauma-dee-lish around here. We're rocking the old school behaviors, so I am cranking some old school, myself.
Yup. This night may very well last forever. That's cool. I've got my Eagles.
reactive attachment disorder
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You just might be the funniest human on the planet. Peeing my pants this evening...just what I needed.
Dawn
Here for ya', babe.
Me too. You'll see why on my next post. Then you're going to have to post something else funny to console me. Consider this my order now. K?
Just prayed for you and your Rad-ical girl.
Rock on.
Oh man that is alot for both you and your RADling. Here's hoping the evening is nice and quiet...with a side of restful.
With being in the middle of an unsettled move, stressed to the hilt on trying to sell the house (and keep it clean) and daddy being gone all week at work then coming home all weekend, oh yah, we're very RADtastic around here, too. I already know you're handling it better than I am. At least you can still keep your sanity, wits, and sense of humor about you. I think mine are in a box somewhere.
Happy Birthday!!! :)
Diana, LOL!
Just keep chanting: "They will fall asleep for at least x hours" That sometimes becomes my mantra.
Peace,
:)De
on day 10 of retaliation over here. Left her for 4 hours in her own home. UGH.
Happy Birthday!! Hope it was great!
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