This week.

America is one of my great loves. I love the 4th of July and patriotism.

Katie has started waving "Hi!"
Today she said, "Haa" while waving.
And I love putting a tiny clip just right in the front of her hair to the side.
She can go from happy and smiley to "holy cow who pinched her" kind of sad in less than a second. And gets all sorts of attention for it. She is starting to side step while holding onto furniture. I am afraid she is going to skip crawling, despite my efforts, just like Gracie.

A dream job came from Heaven to Craigslist for Luke. It is like an Egyptian lock box and Luke is the key that fits (we think). Unfortunately we were told the position has already been filled. That is not going to stop us. Luke said it would be worth the guy's half hour for a conversation with him because he has everything and more than he was looking for and his recent hire does not. Not to mention the recent hire is in a testing period for ROI purposes which means Luke has his foot in the door even if it is only a tiny crack. Things are tense here with coming to the end of trying to be entrepeneurs fulltime and partnering with his dad. We don't know what the future holds for us and we all don't necessarily agree on everything either. But we are holding on to each other, our priorities, and hope.

Also today, Gracie wet her pants on the rug in Smith's while exiting because I carted her and Katie around to 3 different store,s trying to get everything ready to leave town tomorrow for a 4 day family reunion, just after she dropped her quarter machine candy and crying very emotionally about it. I think her waterworks department is all connected because when she is tired and crying, you can bet that the peeps will follow shortly, followed by more crying because she wet her pants. I have had several errands to run for quite a while but I hate it because I usually can't go to more than one store at a time which would equate to me leaving the house every day of the week. And I just don't want to do that, so things don't get done, until I stretch my kids and then stuff like this happens. Can you believe I was holding a cup of water so i just dumped it on the peepee, left the cup there on top of the wet spot, and hauled us all out of the store crying and all? I should have told someone but I thought we would be less disruptive if we went back in the store. They will see it because of the cup and no one will slip because it was on a rug. Horrible. I never want to go in another store again. At least not with my kids when I should be putting them to bed.

Sorry so long. Thanks for letting me vent. Gracie sounds a lot like me (tears and sensitive sound familiar) and even Kate for that matter. I am tired and feel like crying, but instead I am writing a post here, working through my thoughts, and then I am going to go finish my responsibilities that I need to finish before I go. Then hope for an early nap, I mean bedtime. Next thought, what should I make for dinner for us and the investigator who just broke her nose (or her dad broke it for her) and who doesn't have a phone number? How do I get a hold of the R.S. president who usually calls me back? hmmm. Got stuff to do. Bye!