A Roller Coaster of a Ride

My kitchen table is a fort, or maybe a ship, board games are scattered in the family room, Carrie Underwood is blaring, piano is banging, Madeline is mad cause she has to do filing, washing machine is running with another night's wet sheets, and yet all is good. We are doing relatively good. Its another snow day. Crazy, Texas isn't suppose to have snow days. I guess technically it should be an ice day. Began 2 nights ago. I still remember it since the dog whined for 2 hours in the middle of the night. She hates storms. Can't turn her loose or she jumps from one bed to another and before I would know it, she would have everyone awake. Besides, a night's sleep without interruptions is probably overrated.
We are getting into a routine. Z's crying has slowed to a minimum. We are all falling hard for him. Even Todd. The resemblance to Lucas is so strong. I find myself getting teary as I stand over his little sleeping body at night. Or smelling his freshly washed jammies as I am folding him. 2 weeks is 3 days away but no word on when the kids will leave. Its so different from A. I know where she will be going when she leaves. I truly believe that its the place she needs to be. She struggles in my house now. As Gram put it, she went from being an only child to being the baby at our house, and now is in the midst of hordes(the unruly hordes). She has hardly any coping skills for dealing with everything. Z and KK are getting placed in yet another home. Its suppose to be where they can stay. I pray this is the best solution for them. In the mean time we all get more comfortable and instead of tears from it all being too much to handle, my tears are now for love for Z and KK. What a roller coaster of a ride we are on.