running away & crawling

 I am starting to feel yucky. I need to get up and clean the living room and get dressed as people will be here soon, but nope. It takes too much energy, and frankly I am zapped. 

As it turns out I am always pregnant on the 4th of july. Interesting.

I don’t have a car and I feel mentally trapped. My sister killed her car because she is too damn stubborn to actually take care of it, and so I am the one who I had to give up mine until she gets one. Bahhh I hate her sometimes. I mean I love her. but seriously who does this?

Samara tried to run away from home this weekend. Because she is tired of all of us. She got about a block away. She came home, I packed a bag for her, and told her I would take her somewhere and then it was goodbye forever. She didn’t like it and chose to stay here with us. I worry about her leaving sometimes because I know she wants too.

Sabastian is crawling and crawling and crawling. It is pretty cool. Although now I think I need gates, he is everwhere he shouldn’t be. 

He is in love with his sister, and wants to be right where she is all the time. He likes me but it is nothing compared to her. 

I should be getting up right? Right? 

right.