Cookie is getting two new teeth. On top, but not the FRONT teeth--these are the next ones over. So they'll fit over her bottom teeth! LOL! After putting her down for a nap a few days ago, Matt turned to me and said "Does it make me a horrible person to wish her mother would fall off the wagon?". I looked at him. I didn't know what to say because while I never actually hoped it, I would occasionally worry that something had happened in the case and wonder if she HAD relapsed--and briefly thought about what it would be like if the baby could stay. The thing is that we are both so panicked that she's going to relapse when the baby comes home--and do something harmful to Cookie. Her history is SO LONG that the odds are so far out of her favor for staying clean. I'd just rather the baby not have to suffer through whatever could happen. I know Matt feels the same way.

Carl started school today. THANK GOD! Because we were both really having enough of each other. And when I picked him up and asked how his day went, his response was "AWESOME!!". I couldn't even BELIEVE it. Seriously. WHAT a blessing.

Graham, on the other hand, has had some potty training regression. I think the disruption of Carl coming into the house and not quite fitting here right away has taken a mental toll on him. NOTHING like when the girls were here--so he IS getting better with accepting and adjusting to changes in his environment. But potty training has taken a small step backward.

Gotta run!