My girls are together. They are getting along. They are both adults. They share a strong love for Owen.
Stefanie put forth a lot of effort making sure everything was done right for Caitlyn’s, Koby’s and Owen’s visit. And she is getting such positive feedback from them. It makes her feel so good. She’s the hostess with the mostest.
Caitlyn is so happy to spend time one-on-one with her sister. Now that they are both adults, they have so much in common. They laugh about the same things. She loves how Stefanie dotes on Owen.
I wanted so badly to go to Chicago this weekend, too, to see how everybody reacted to the wonderful Owen. But I’m so glad I didn’t. Those girls needed to do this on their own.
They’re so happy. And I’m so proud. We’ve all been waiting a long time for this, and I don’t know if we even knew it.
How weird is it that my oldest daughter just bought a bedroom set of her own – her first brand-new furniture?
How weird is it that my youngest daughter, her boyfriend, and her son are taking their first weekend trip together as a family?
How weird is it that my youngest daughter, her boyfriend and her son are going to stay at her sister’s house?
How weird is it that I have grown-up children with families and furniture who are all grown-up and doing grown-up things?
With each other?
The mind just boggles at the very thought of it all.
Still not sure about the haircut. It’s a short bob with bangs and layers. It’s pretty enough, but I think I might just want the sides chopped off.
It does look better today since I messed with it, but it has been slept in, so I’ll start all over again tomorrow and see how I feel for sure.
Owen is in love with Ryan.
He spent a good hour or so with him this afternoon. They played some kind of OCD game where Owen runs behind a seated Ryan, whips a couple of balls over his head, then kisses the back of Ryan’s neck twice and runs to get the balls to start it all over again. Ryan was just eating it up. And whenever Ryan got out of the correct position, Owen would yell “Uncle Rynie!”.
That boy has both his uncles wrapped around his bitty fingers.
Also, when Owen was leaving, I asked him “Who loves you?” and he answered “Uncle Rynie!”
Oh, it’s beyond over.
I have a rare weekend off, and we’re not going out of town, so I’m just spending it with my men. Pool, farmers market, football practice. Nothing urgent or intense. Just a lazy summer weekend.
Really looking forward to it.
Things seem okay around here.
The Princess and O’Baby are trying to settle into a routine. O’Baby seems a little out of sorts – he’s not napping very well, cries in the evening because he’s so overtired. But he’s okay most of the time. Bubba is really loving having him around again. The Princess is also out of sorts, but seems to be trying very hard to keep Owen close to his daddy.
Bro seems pretty happy. He’s not around that much, but when we do see him, he seems okay. Today he powerwashed the patio. It looks so nice.
Bubba had a good day today. He had a full day with O’Baby and me, got to talk to Bro for a while, went out with Daddy for ice cream. He’s pretty happy.
Hubby and I are keeping watch over everybody, trying to stay in tune to the vibrations and tensions in the house. Tomorrow, we are attending a party for a friend, and we actually got a sitter for Bubba. It’s his friend’s older sister, so he knows her and he seems excited about it. Hubby and I are just excited to get out of the house for a while alone. We’ll see our friends and have a fun relaxing time. I can’t wait.
We’re taking everything day by day, hour by hour. Today was a good day full of many good hours. Hopefully we can keep this going for a while.
I am just so sad for everybody today.
I am sad for Koby and The Princess.
I am sad for O’Baby.
I am sad for Bro and Bubba.
I am sad for Mr Obama – the public disrespect he faces and the ground he seems to be losing on so many fronts.
I am sad for the earth and the millions of people and wildlife affected by the oil spew.
I am sad and disappointed about Al Gore.
I am sad about many things that I can do nothing about.
My reflex reaction to this? Making blueberry muffins with whole grains, hand-picked blueberries, honey and love. Fixing a big dinner of steaks and vegetables for the people I care about.
All things will pass. But today was tough. Hopefully tomorrow will be easier.