Spent a fun Saturday with the kids yesterday but youngest was continually sad asking how much longer till he could go back to her house?

Last night he was talking with her on the phone fighting back the snifflies, when he handed me the phone and said she wanted to talk to me. I thought for sure I was going to get an earful about how nothing is right in my house and it's all my fault. I immediately said I had tried my hardest the past few days to keep him happy, well-fed, and entertained. She said, "That's OK. You've tried. He's just a mama's boy." (Big change of position for her).

She offered to pick him up but I said no, we can make it till tomorrow. We started a movie, curled up on the couch with the dog and all was good.

She picked them up early this morning so I was able to go to Zen. It was better than usual and I was happy.

"My actions are my only true belongings. I cannot escape the consequences of my actions. My actions are the ground upon which I stand." Thich Nhat Hanh