EEEeeepPP

Well, The Pootie Wonder Child has asked to come live with Nick, Jan, Bronnie & Myself.

I, of course, said yes. Then I had to sit there while she told her dad.

He was pretty broken. They are having a conversation this coming weekend to try to address some of her grievances with the 5 year old. Not sure how well that's going to work, but a small part of me is pulling for him.

The rest of me is nervous and excited about the idea of her moving up. I miss her. Terribly. I hate letting her go when she leaves, and would love to have her here with me.

We shall see.

:/