In the midst of crazy...Tommy finds something to hold on to....

So life goes on...we have survived the first few days. We are still angry at how it was all done and not sure how these people can sleep at night by removing health care with 8 hours notice to families with children. Or by denying people monies owed to them. We may be trying to do something with all that, but that's another story and I won't bore you with those things here. We are job hunting crazies with little sleep and spinning heads. Once the kids are asleep, we both feel guilty if we sit on the couch for 30 minutes and watch a show and one of us usually runs back to the computer. But at the same time, we have to zone out a little bit or we'll go nuts. The little kiddos still need us to push forward and keep smiling. They are a great distraction from all the crap they are clueless to. Ironically, they are keeping me sane and strong at the moment. We had a wild weekend of b-day parties, visiting with family, etc. I am so tired I could fall off this chair right now. BUT - while all this was going on, a milestone occured. Tommy...found...his...penis! The past two days, when it's diaper changing time...he will make a grab for it and start giggling. Ahhh...7 months old and it's starting already. And is it odd that I strangely felt proud of him?