My husband drove 2 1/2 hours today to go pick up his older son, who now lives in New York. Met his ex halfway, in Ontario.
I love my stepson, I really do, and I’ve missed him since he moved. We also took his older sister (not my husband’s). I love her too, even though she’s 12 (;)).
I’m happy to see them, and they were happy to see me. But from now until Sunday, I’ve got four children crammed into my teeny house. Three spazzy younger ones, and an adolescent. And my husband.
Help me. Please. [sub]aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…[/sub]