Saturday, February 28, 2009

Almost March

We are beginning to look like a BIG girl, here I caught Boo at a pensive moment


Although she eats most of her meals at HER table on HER blue chair, with a real placemat and insisting on using a fork, during Oma's shower time in the morning she still eats in the high chair while watching Sesame Street with Opa.
Watching her eat with a fork is a hoot. She will pick up a pea, pierce it on a fork tyne and then eats it.The bigger stuff she manages to pick up with her fork just fine.


At the Target $1.00 bins we found this pink Easter hat. She loves it, has been running around wearing it, even while brushing her teeth.


So yes, I haven't been writing lately.
Frankly, I've been enjoying my peace and quiet courtesy of Paxil. What a difference a little pill makes. After two weeks I can definitely feel myself becoming calmer. I can think better, wrap myself around all the hubbub going on without breaking out in a sweat.

Babysitting is becoming more fun, as I don't feel so damn uptight anymore. I have also stopped giving Bugs advice and asking her how things are going. She will let us know when she wants to. I realize that we might have been too pushy on her.

She has another appointment for an ultrasound since her kidneys are starting to hurt again.

She has tried very hard to give me a break now and then and letting PH take care of Boo once in a while. They get along famously.

I had a birthday Sunday. Wheelie and I enjoyed going out to breakfast, and spending the day just resting and reading and watching movies.
Me on the couch with the phone next to me. It's the day when family from all over the world calls, and I love it. Other than that I didn't make any hoopla about it. No cake, no presents, no visits. But that's okay.

We've had some good rain the past few days. Today there are tornado watches out south of Atlanta again.

The new patio door braved the heavy rain last night, so our money seems to be well spent.

I did do some writing though. I've been trying to jot down a chronological calendar of Bug's relationship with Daddy, and everything that happened the past years. Just to get things straight in my own head. It's an interesting journey for me. Something I won't share with anyone, it's just a way for me to get an overview and understanding of everything that has happened, and still is happening.

I check the police blotter every day, but so far he has not been arrested. This is a small place, I can't understand why they haven't gone after him yet. The blotter is starting to show some arrests for failure to appear at child support hearings so perhaps they are working down the list.
Since we know where he hangs out and where he is currently staying it would be easy to pick up the phone and call the police and have him picked up.
But it's a precarious situation for Bugs. The guy Daddy is staying with is her other manager at work. Seems like half her staff hangs out with Daddy on a regular basis. She has seen him around town, and one time she caught his eye and he laughed at her, as to say: you can't catch me!

It's a crazy situation for her.
Of course if I had my druthers, I would call the cops in a flash. But I cannot interfere. I don't want to create a perhaps dangerous situation.
Letting her figure it out for herself. She has PH to help her now. She wants him to surrender his parental rights, doesn't care about the money anymore, but refuses to listen to us and find (another) lawyer or go back to the Child Support office.



So spring is almost here. We've got daffodils, blossoms, mockingbirds, robins, and the down comforter is starting to get too hot at night. I'm not giving up my flannel sheets though, not for a while.


SGMKJ!

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