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Hey United Airlines, thanks for the call today letting me know that Paul’s flight in Beijing was on time. That was great.
The thing is, there isn’t a lot I can do about it here in The States, and then there’s the little detail that you woke me up…because it was ONE IN THE MORNING!
I awoke at five this morning to the sound of Eden crashing into Paul’s nightstand as she fell out of our bed, into which she crawled last night when Christopher accidentally triggered the house alarm as he opened up the back door to take some pictures of the moon…at midnight.
It’s been a long week. Lydia started a new school too – sixth grade. It hasn’t been easy being the new kid and being her mom hasn’t been a cake walk either. I haven’t blogged, because it takes time getting up early, packing lunches, waiting for buses, driving Kindergartners to school, neducating homeschoolers, praying on the hour for lonely girls, rejecting plans to beat up would be mean girls and such.
Well Eden’s 1/2 birthday or “fake birthday” as Torey called it is almost over. She had a wonderful party. Normally Paul and I double team for parties, but he wasn’t able to come home and I hadn’t expected him to, but he was missed. Torey was here, but she was busy with Willa Z. who was refusing a nap.
Eden and I are both sporting name tags that she made out of post it notes. I had to spell my names for her. She wanted all of them. I dropped my original middle name (9 letters) and gave her my maiden one (5 letters) instead. Three names took some serious time. She can’t write all her letters, so I had to make her a little template several times.