Sometimes You Go Crazy...
Ya know what I mean?
A couple of weeks ago we got a call from the foster care peeps asking if we could take a 7 month-old baby boy until the 26th while his current FM is out of state. We were like: "Um, we have a 2 month-old right now, so...neh." My husband told me he'd buy me a mocha if I was the one to call back and say no, so I did. (Because, coffee.) At least I should say, I did CALL...I forgot about the "say no" part. Yikes! (What was he thinking having me be the one to call? He knows I can't ever say no!)
So now we have a 7 month old. And a 2 month old. At the same time. For three weeks.
Sometimes you go crazy, guys. I've already cried twice. That's like my yearly cry quota in one week! And in the back of my mind while I'm taking care of these little guys (and Paige!) I keep thinking about you guys and how you must think I died or something. So sorry to leave you hanging! I have been crafting behind the scenes too, when I can, but it's for stuff that won't be out until January.
Sorry about being MIA, I'll be back soon!! Wish me luck. :O)