All sorts of crazy

This week was a trial for BB. Even though all of the county workers want him placed with me, that may not happen. Grandma still has a very good chance of getting him. I have made myself sick over this, or it could be the box of cookies I ate to helps my woes. We love him so much and he is part of our family.
BB is now 2 months old and I can't believe how much he has changed. He still looks like a newborn.
On another note, I asked if we could get L's ears pierced before her adoption hearing, in February. That was shot down.

This is all way more drama than I like to have in my life and it is wearing me down. I feel depressed and worn out.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!