I'll need to save the dress to the nines technique for a latter day, didn't do so well last night. The reality of sitting in a L office, hit me hard. I was a pile of mush last night. H came over, but the kids had made plans for their godfather to take them to the creek and didn't stick around long. H grabbed some more clothes and stuff and I, like the dork that I am, just sat and cried. I couldn't help it. At least I didn't ask him questions, just sat like a dope and cried. Duh, don't I know better?
Then later S11 was upset when he got home and H wasn't here, he tried to call H, but H wouldn't answer. S11 was still upset at bedtime and called H, H was all perky and really didn't allow S11 to feel sad, so they hung up and S11 cried himself to sleep. It just breaks my heart.
Dag,
The kids are taking their cues from you. It sounds like from your post you "sat around and cried" after the kids left, but still, I'm sure you're wearing this all over your face and your demeanor around them.
Yes, you do know better, so chalk that one up, and get back up on your DB horse, lady. Cuz that dog won't hunt.
Cuz that dog won't hunt.
