"My Life - would suck - without you"

The title really is a new Kelly Clarkson song. It's so fitting, since Mom (Grandma Joad) went home today. We were all a bunch of psychos (Buck, Ma Joad and I) crying at the customs gate (the farthest we could go). Buck kept saying, "Let's go on the airplane too!" He was so mad we weren't going.

Also, RKZ doesn't fly in until 9 pm tonight, so I just had the glorious experience of putting both boys down at the same time (their schedules, not mine exactly). Good thing: it's 7 pm. Bad thing? Thunder basically had to cry himself to sleep as I was reading with Buck and there was nothing else to do. I felt awfully, although he probably cried for about 10 minutes tops. He's 10 weeks, so it's close to when we could actually let him cry it out without guilt, but it's still tough on a mom.

So, to sum up: my life would suck without my mom, my amazing husband and my two boys (not necessarily in that order - it changes day to day). Good times, this mom thing.

Off to make popcorn and pray that Thunder sleeps until 9 pm!!!