My friend Jasmine invited us to go to the museum.
I said no. I was feeling sorry for myself about our failed adoption.
(This was about a week after we were told we weren't getting our son)
She guilted me into going.
Honey was so excited to see Penny.
I cried when I saw Yukon. Baby boys still get me upset.
That's what I long for.
With my luck, God will only give us girls.
I'm glad we went.
Penny overcame her fear of the astronaut, but she instilled a fear of the cave on my girls.
I wasn't trying to guilt you into it. I just know I feel better if I am depressed and someone makes me leave my house and be distracted fir a while. I wish our day hadn't ended in so many toddler tears.
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