What I should be doing is paying bills.

Today's payday, why not go ahead and get broke, huh?

My poor darling Gracie has been a pill for a few days. Her world is a mess. Mommy's working all day, Daddy's been gone for ages and Grammie & Papa went home to survey the wreckage. Tough week for a two-year old. Oh, and she has to sleep in her bed. So she lets us know by having two pee accidents for B and a poop for me. She's been potty trained for ages, I guess she's just still too little to tell us she's upset.

I was mad at first after the poo. I got us both in the shower, both of us crying our eyes out, and cleaned us up. We crawled right in to bed and cuddled for a bit. In bed at 7:00 and asleep by 8:00. We must have both needed it.

She and I are going to make cupcakes for Audrey tonight. We are going to the park tomorrow to have them and send off our balloons. I went to playgroup this morning in an effort to spend a little more quality time with Gracie. It was nice. No one there really knows what tomorrow is. I had just joined the group when Audrey was born, so it's not common knowledge. After I left, B told them. She told them we were going to the park and sending off the balloons. I think she thought I would be mad, but they all asked to join us. I'm not sure who I love more; her for telling them, or the girls for wanting to come.

So, tomorrow Jim & I are off from work. We plan to have our day and then B & K and I are going out for drinks. Saturday is B's birthday (last year I had to call her on her birthday morning and tell her Audrey was gone...Happy freaking birthday).

So, today is the one year anniversary of the last time I remember feeling my daughter move. It was one strong stretch that gave me a jab in my left side. I wish there had been many more after that.

C'mon Saturday.