Ayden burst out crying in my bathroom the other morning wanting daddy to come home. He came in our bathroom while I was brushing my teeth and asked where daddy's toothbrush is. I told him that daddy has it with him and all of the sudden, he starts crying. I immediately put my brush down, picked him up and hugged him. He just kept saying "I want daddy to come home" over and over again. It was heart-breaking. He doesn't understand why Dominic has been gone so long, all he knows is that daddy is working. Poor Ayden.
I need to take the boys for haircuts soon. I hate it. I pay $12 dollars plus tip for each of the boys to get a haircut and no matter how many places I've gone to in town, nobody does a good job. I am so frustrated with it. I'm on the verge of giving them buzz cuts and doing it myself!
I met with another potential babysitter yesterday. This lady is a young grandma with a degree in Child Development. She was very nice and very obviously a teacher. My concern is that the boys would run her out. She said that she felt good about it after meeting us but she didn't see the true nature of the boys, if you know what I mean. We'll see though.
Without going into great detail, my mom passed away at the age of 54 nine months ago. Her house was left to my sister and I. We had our dad and uncle flip it and it is now on the market. It had been on the market for a couple of days and we got multiple offers either at or above asking price. We are in the process of negotiating and I am excited and anxious to see what happens. I think that selling the house will help my sister and I close a chapter in our lives, however it won't take away the intense pain and sadness that we feel for loosing our mom. It has only been nine months and I still think about calling her then remember that I can't do that anymore.
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