Camille went into Z's room last night and said that she misses him & KK. It's the first audible notice she's given of the fact that she has grown attached to Z, too. Today she has asked at least 5 times as to when KK will be coming home. My mind has wandered more times than I can count to thoughts of them, too. How is there weekend going, what will this week bring. I'm just hoping some decisions are made so that we can start accepting whatever terms there are.

I did manage a night without anyone yelling for Nina, someone getting sick, or any other weird episodes. Sleep can be such a good thing.

Go to pick up the kids & they are both crying & mad cause they want to go into Mcdonalds. Mean old me takes the home & they gleefully run to Todd who is waiting for them at the playground.

It's a transition night for us as we try to refresh their little minds about what behaviors are acceptable. They are both tired. Get Z tucked in and he leaves his room. He's now figured out he can climb over the baby gate. Not good for me. After several more escapes & tears as I put him back in bed, I finally realize that just holding him is what he needs. Hold him, rock him, he twirls my hair and falls asleep after a few minutes. Tomorrow I will start calling the case manager & attorney to see what our next path will be.