Thursday, June 21, 2007

Olivia Mae broke my heart

I held it together all day. Getting the room ready for the hospital bed, making dinner, cleaning Mom's house, fielding about 50 calls. Busy, busy, busy.

At bedtime, after their books, I thanked the girls for being so well behaved today, especially when Pappy & I were getting the room ready and talking to the guy about the hospital bed.

Liv said with a smile, "when she gets better, we'll give it back". So proud of herself at thinking it through.

Breaking my heart.

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