  Each day this week has felt like it has lasted forever. My dad is off work this week to "help" with my mom. The past two days I have been painting the back bedroom for Alexis. Monday wasn't too bad and I had more kids that day. Tuesday I only had three kids and none of them were infants so my mom could watch the kids without doing anything. I painted while the kids were sleeping and then Kohl's called and asked me to work. I went to work at 6 and got home at 10:45. I'm back at it again today. With only four kids my mom can keep an eye on them and my dad and I have been back painting. My back is starting to show the effects of the last two days and I still have to work tonight. I don't really regret my decision to help my mom.
This sounds weird but I am looking forward to the different experiences I am going to go through in the next couple months. I should go see what the kids are doing. (I should at least make sure they aren't tearing down the house;) I hope everyone is having a great, faster moving week. 
