First off, I have to give soooo much credit to all the women that are single moms every day of the year... what a tough job! I am EXHAUSTED to say the least and can't wait for Brad to get home. I feel like he's been gone forever and has missed so much.
Knox's first tooth popped through Friday night. It's barely there, but I can feel it poking through his gum... which is why he's had two terrible nights in a row. I can't even count how many times I've trudged up and down our stairs in the last forty-eight hours.
Tate had his second BLASTball game yesterday and did so well!!! He hit great and was all over the field diving for groundballs. He was a complete mess when we got home, but he was thrilled because he was awarded the "game ball" for his hustle during the game. I couldn't have been prouder of him.
Of course I adore Tate and Knox, but I have to admit, I'm ready for a little help around here. I'm predicting I'll be in bed before nine tonight. Ahhhhh.... sleep.
Love to y'all,
Tracy
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