morning, Willa refuses to go to class, crying for her sister, her
Daddy, and everyone else under the sun...including at one point
screaming for the front desk administrative assistant at the school.
I responded by immediately going to get said assistant and Willa
happily walked to class with her. Whatever. By Friday, she had
Evelyn crying, and even Mary Grace was upset. Emotionally drained as
of Tuesday, I asked Mary Grace, "Why are YOU crying now???" to which
she responded with a pitiful "I don't know!!!" Good grief. My fear
of the teenage years increases by the minute.
It rained today, which was a nice distraction this afternoon. The
girls got their boots and umbrellas out and played around in the
driveway. I didn't even make them come in when it thundered. It
could be years before it rains again here, so I figured they should
enjoy it. Of course, since it rained more than one sixteenth of an
inch, dry creek beds all through central Texas were suddenly turned
into fast-flowing rivers and people were being carried away in their
pickup trucks by the raging flood waters. I'm not sure people were
meant to live in this part of the world.
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