Well, as was put out, we were able to take someone home yesterday. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on who you are) it was only one somebody. Miss Chloe made her outside debut, as well as her hometown debut. Fenway met her with his usual curiosity, but seemed a little taken aback that she wouldn't acknowledge him. We now think that he sees her as the dominant figure and has bowed to her demands and wishes. First, why doesn't he do that for us? And second, I don't think this is the last we'll see of Chloe having people bow to her lists of wishes. We shall see.
As for the boys, they are doing well. Luke sabotaged Jackson the other night, so he wasn't able to go home (i.e. Jack got an eye infection), and then they were both put on roughly the same schedule: we are now expecting them both to come home sometime later next week.
This will give us some time to get adjusted to having children in the house and let Kristen recover a bit more. And boy do we need it! Last night was a straight doozy with Chloe not being comfortable yet in her new home. Hopefully we can get her on some kind of schedule by the time the boys come home, and then it will be back to square one. Sometimes I feel like I raided a village and took their children, bringing them home one at a time. But no...they are mine. My own little refugee family. This has gone from insane to INSANER! Our days will now be taking care of Miss Chloe at home and at least one of us getting down to see the boys and give them some Mama's Milk (their favorite). Hopefully we can survive this week. If we do, I will consider it a win. This could get bloody and we may take heavy casualties. Stay tuned....
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