I feel sorry for her, truly I do. I broke the news to both her and teenager today that I thought it likely that we'd be moving at summer's end. She threw a much bigger temper tantrum than the teenager did. I understand where she's coming from and all that, but really she could use a little maturity. Sometimes I just wish she'd quit with all the negativity and quit telling me why I'm going to regret doing abc or xyz (because she's usually wrong anyway) and just say, "Oh? Good for you!" Guess that wouldn't be her style.

Today has been pretty good anyway. I took the middle ones to their dad's for the week this morning, think I get them back on the 19th or 20th or somewhere around in there. I guess that's a little more than a week, huh? At any rate, I hung out in the back yard with the youngest two after hubby left for work, and we played in the pool and had a grand ole time. Then teenager came home, so I went ahead and told him about the moving potential and made sure to describe his new room in great detail and point out how close it is to the mall where I'm sure dozens if not hundreds of teenage girls must hang out... He warmed up to the idea pretty quickly, really.

Now if only the house would pack itself...