I'm back at work, finally. I was so glad to see Allison this morning I almost cried. I probably would've, if I hadn't been on the phone. The kids are home with her, and I'm at my very, very quiet office, where things are quiet and under control, and there are no butts or noses to wipe. Did I mention that it's quiet? Blessedly quiet?
I love my kids, I really do, but they make a gawdawful racket. Three days of near-constant racket makes my nerves a little jangly.
We made cookies yesterday, though, that was fun except for when Claire slipped off of the stool and gave herself a bloody lip. Then we went to gymnastics and to McDonald's with Karen and her family for dinner. Talk about a gawdawful racket! Some of those kids are just too freakin' big to be in those tubes, too. I had to give several hairy eyeballs - especially to the girl who made Owen cry. She was twice his size. Narg!!
Reports indicate that Tev and her brother are doing fine. You might remember that Tev's brother went into renal failure, and Tev gave him one of her kidneys. I am not sure how he's going to top that Christmas present in the future.
Little Molly's surgery got pushed back to today. The last update says she's in surgery now, and things are going smoothly. I trust that all the news coming north today will be good news. I'll keep you posted.
I hope all your news is good, today, too. What's going on in your world?