I did have to laugh earlier today when I overheard Joe and the big kids' interaction:
Charlotte: Isaiah stop talking!
Isaiah: Charlotte hit me!
Joe: Charlotte you may not hit your brother. Why did you hit Isaiah?
Charlotte: He wasn't talking to me. I wanted him to talk to me!
Oh boy! She is her mother's daughter!
Like I said, they have been getting along better. Not perfect. But that's life. Real life.
And this guy even scrubbed the dining room, kitchen and bathroom floors for me! Let it be known, that right there is true love! I really don't like having him gone at the hospital for hours, upon hours, upon hours with an unknown end time BUT when he is home...well...he has been making my life fabulous. Clean floors and all. Because we all know when my floors got any attention last:)
And now for even less exciting news, I am thinking about putting myself on a cleaning schedule. You know, like Monday is laundry day, Tuesday clean the bathroom, etc. We shall see. And on that snooze inducing note I will end:)