17 Hours of H*ll, Again

We leave in a few minutes to head back to New York. I would like an easier care ride, but don’t think it is likely. Hope hasn’t settled down at all. Lots has been happening, but I am too tired and busy to write a real post now. I will, however, share my last pictures of the week. The littles are all cute. Enjoy!

Hope’s Party

Today was the big day. Both girls did well. The Dad only had to remove Hope from the party once to talk her down. She truly enjoyed being the center of attention. GB and I spent the last day talking about the party and how it was Hope’s party and every thing should revolve around Hope. GB had a great time and let Hope  be the center of attention. She didn’t lose it until we were home and everybody was moving to fast for her. No rage, but uncontrollable crying. I hugged her and told her how proud I was of how she let Hope be the center of attention. 

GB is sporting a new haircut. She has been so fragile, the morning battles over hair were not worth fighting and she asked to get it cut. So I took her and she got what she wanted. She is worried about what her class will say on Monday. I told she was beautiful and if she liked her hair, that was what counted.