Chase had a blast with his Uncle and Auntie and cousins this weekend. He was really good for them. I'm so thankful for the peace that he seems to have found recently. (Thanks dad)
Aimee had a huge tantrum tonight when she couldn't find her doll stroller. I swear she fell to the ground crying when Chase told her that it was broken and was thrown away. Weirdo! She said, "NOW WHERE IS MY BABY GOING TO RIDE WHEN WE GO ON A WALK?!?!??!?!" Who knows...this stroller situation could lead to PTSD!
I'm craving chocolate so bad that I could cry. I try not to keep chocolate in the house. It leads to regret when I find my scale. But tonight I'm so desperate that I might just eat some chocolate frosting.
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