lets go with "oy"

Forgive my lack of blogging lately but:

Anya is snotty and coughing.
Lily is Lily.
I have a sore throat that I am willing away with the sheer force of my mind.
Mark's not home for DAYS, still.

But the girls go to Grandma's house tomorrow for 6 blessed hours.  And I will either sleep or go see a movie (really want to see Juno) and try to not think about the kids that I love so dear. 

It's not all bad, though.  The girls are actually doing really well for the most part.  Anya just crawled into my lap and said, "Lily say I sick.  Say, 'Poor Princess.'"  I obliged.  Then she demanded, "Say, 'Poor Cinderella.'"  So I did.  She ended up with, "Say, 'Poor Tinker Bell.'"  Then she spun around in the middle of the dining room until she fell down.

So life IS good.  I just need to keep reminding myself of that.