Pretty sure they’re all from people trying to make money off their WIC checks.
Ryan’s mom and grandma got here yesterday evening. They’re leaving Monday morning. This is the first time they’ve seen the boys and it’s going to be a long time before they see them again.
Around 10:30 this morning I asked Ryan when the hell they were going to get here today. He texted them and they said they just got up. Around 12:30 they finally left the hotel. Rather than come here they went out to eat.
It’s a quarter to 2 now, and they’re still not here.
This means they’re probably going to stay late again. They were here until like midnight last night, which fucked with the boys sleep.
Seriously, how does it take two grown women like 4 hours to get to someone’s house across town?
He was being particularly grumpy, which involves him pushing his lower lip out as far as it will go.
I laughed and did it back to him and he smiled. He started to frown again so I made a face and he smiled again. This went on and on for a few minutes.
The apartment is…well it’s good enough. I took some pain killers so I could clean through the excruciating back pain. I’m not going to push it.
Managed to get a 5 minute shower.
Been trying to do my hair and makeup but the boys aren’t having any of that.
They absolutely already have fake cries. Dante’s is the worst. If he notices I’m trying to do something that doesn’t involve him or I’m trying to calm down his brother he’ll get this smirk on his face and let out this awful high pitch screech until I pay attention to him.