Last evening was MUCH better. Piper was in a better mood. And we all know - when the 2 year old is happy - everybody is happy!!! And that is no lie. She started in when we first got home about the pacifier. She climbed the stairs and I was up there changing my clothes and I had already put away the pacifier. She made a few rumblings about it but I was able to distract her with the fact she needed to go help me make supper! So it all seemed to work out (well, for that night)

Quick supper - wings and fries. I wasn't prepared and frankly I didn't really feel like cooking. After supper we took Piper outside to play. I watered flowers. We just all dilly dallied around outside. We did eventually take a walk over to St. Francis and walk around the lake. When we got over there 2 ducks came up to us. They thought we had food. We didn't. I didn't think that far ahead. So being the good daddy he is - Steve went back home and got us some old hot dog buns to feed to the ducks. Piper thought that was pretty cool. I told her we would come back soon and feed them again and we headed home - it was time for a bath and bed! Piper went to bed awesome for me. I didn't even have to rock her. She just wanted me to lay down beside her bed and I did for 10 minutes and I was out of there.

By 6 I was missing the big kids already. They drive me absolutely crazy - but I missed them terribly already. The house was quiet (that was nice), Piper seemed to be relaxing too (which was nice) but they were gone. It will be nice to get back in our regular routine but it will just take a couple of days to adjust back.

They start school today. I know Ashley can't wait. She got a new cool outfit to wear and she is ready for her 8th grade year to start. Riley - I think he was ready. Ready to see all his friends and all his girlfriends! It just seems so early to start. I really don't even feel like we had a summer. We did lots of stuff - tried to take in some places and some restful things - BUT it's over already.

My hubby is still not feeling well. I can't believe it has been all this time and ALL the meds he has taken and he still isn't feeling well. I think alot of it has to do with him not taking time to rest like he should. He thinks he has to be going balls to the wall all the time. So, I nicely asked him if we would at least take the next two nights and kinda chill out. He said he would try and he did a decent job of it last night. I don't mean that he should just come home and hit the couch (he could never do it!) I just mean come home and do a few things that aren't much of anything and chill out. I just really think his body is telling him it needs rest. It's been forever since we had a Saturday or Sunday to sleep in and chill when we got up. He thinks we have to get up and get going somewhere - doesn't care where - just somewhere...