The alarm didn't go off. Christi had to leave at 7:30 to take Sophi and Cali to Shriner's. I had to see Jesi, Lexi and Xander off on my own. I still have to get Elli up, bathed, fed, hair done and on the bus in 25 minutes. We were up until about midnight working on a Rube Goldberg project with Graci. (Thanks OODLES to my brothers Steve and Ty who spent a few hours of their weekend helping her design the thing 3 weeks ago.) Felt like a tornado hit. The kicker was as I walked the kids out to the car. Jesi sat down and I looked at her pants. They are light khaki. It looks like she got rasberry jam on her hands...and then wiped them on the front of her legs...and she has a hole in one knee.
They ARE very loved! That has to count for something, right?!?