Isis is high on sugar...misbehaving.
Maya is fighting sleep and refuses to close her eyes and she's teething.
I am tired. Scared. Sad. Crying.
I miss you. How are you muffin?
I love you!
I am going to try and get some sleep now. I have a long week ahead of me and many battles to wage. Wish me luck...watch over me and the girls and work your magic on us.
You owe me one...remember?
Again...I love you!