Again my daughter forgot another book at her mom's and she had to come over here. My son did get up to see her this time, which is good. She was standing outside in the cold talking to them and I said she could come in. She was here for about 10 minutes talking to my daughter the whole time. I was sitting in the entry with them and telling her about things my daughter had done. Like how she had rocked her homework and rocked school. My daughter took her over to she her our Christmas tree and I told my wife it was ok.
We had just made chocolate covered pretzels and I insisted my wife take one with her before she left. All of that went fine, and in my heart somewhere I felt hope.
Then I opened my email and my attorney had let me know that we needed to talk. She spoke with our mediator and had concerns. She wants to be present at future mediations. That was a pretty solid whipsaw. Now I need to have a beer or something to calm down and make dinner with the kids. Pretty crazy.
