On Sept 20th it was one and a half years since my mom left us. Just another day that came and went. Still so sad, still can't find the words, still cry mostly when I'm driving or stressed. Moving didn't make me need her any less but actually makes me miss her more. I think she would like it here, I wish so much she could come visit for the weekend. I wish I knew she was close.

On a wonderful note, my Dad has one year sobriety under his belt! Yay pops! Way to go!

Around our house is wang everywhere. Little buddy is nudie potty training. I don't want to think of all the things his little wang and bottom have touched. This evening I found him sitting on  the kitchen counter nudie and then he poo-ed on the kitchen floor. Get the antibacterial spray ready.......

Both our kiddos came down with pink eye this week and our stubborn Abigail is such a stinker to give eye drops. She just panics like she can't even help it and I can't get them in her eyes. So I have to sit on her and hold her arms down to get the drops in. It's like a wrestling match, borderline child abuse. Not really but it's pretty hilarious.