Today

Mark's mom is here. It's been a great visit so far. We always love it when she's here. We all went to Cantina Laredo for lunch and Tyler at pats of butter all by themselves and then decided it might be fun to dip them in the salsa. He liked that too. He's hilarious.

I made banana pudding....I can't cook, so I bake to hide that I can't cook. LoJuana doesn't seem to mind. She likes my deserts.

Emma got her nails trimmed. Traumatic for her.

Piper cried and cried this afternoon. She wasn't happy. Very tired but would NOT go to sleep. Poor little thing. She finally gave it up at about 4:30

Mark and I walked around the mall tonight while the kids stayed at home with Mark's mom....got Tyler some play food for his kitchen, and Mark surprised me and bought me a beautiful dress at Nordstroms. I was so happy. And I got a cookie at the mall too....I never treat myself to that. It was nice.

I showed Mark the Pottery Barn bath stuff I want for the kids' bathroom (Dr. Seuss - "one fish, two fish") and he likes it a lot, but I didn't show him the price. : 0)

Talked about dying and who would get the kids. I started crying. I don't want to die. My babies need me. Is this a rational fear or am I crazy?

Got home, rocked and kissed the babies a thousand times, ready for bed.